#sms .

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[ SMS || Geezer 1.0 ] Yo! There's this party tomorrow and I got invited and told to bring a friend-- wanna go with me?

[ s m s : “the trainer” ] : How many folks declined before you asked me?

He’d been doing a bad job of keeping up with the exercise regiment she’d constructed for him lately. His continuous excuse was work, barely finding the time between schedules to sleep properly, never mind run for several kilometres on end.

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Fund my new career as a fursuit-wearing porn star.

Settled in the corner of the teeming cafeteria, the vibration of his phone was uncalled for. It successfully broke him out of his focus that wandered across the pages of his most recent script, forcing a surprised brow up towards the hem of his beanie. Kimura wasn’t known for his spontaneous mails, at least not the sort sent his way. 

Slow, eventually he replied.

[ s m s : kimura ] : Paying roles stop coming in?

[ s m s : kimura ] : Fund my career as a chain smoking bachelor first.

Nakai doesn’t have it in him to admit Kimura could probably make a viable career in the porn industry if he were to try. Most things seemed to work out for him where appeal was involved.