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[joneshead]

  @zoinksguys​​ SAID : ❝ Like, that sandwich looks amazing man! ❞

“Amazing? Try ‘work of art’ ...” he answered, a glorious look of pride flashing in green eyes. He was proud indeed -- because sandwich making was somewhat of a talent of his, and he’d just perfected a seventh layer of beauty and was contemplating adding another. But the real beauty of it was the meat to bread ratio. Too many people used too much bread, not enough lettuce as a substitute. It allowed it to be more structurally sound to hold more meat. 

His mouth was watering, his stomach was grumbling. He was driven by hunger almost always, even when he’d just eaten. It was about surviving to the next meal. And he knew this was something that Shaggy could relate to. “Well, dude? Think you can handle it? I might be persuaded to share ... And we can just make more when we finish.”

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[mysterynerd]

˚   ₊   ‘ an uncomfortably quiet gas station . ‘

‘    INTERESTING   .    ’        SHE KEEPS HER VOICE whisper  -  hushed  ,     some kind of respect for the stillness of the night  .     the open sign flickers with all its might  ,     a desperate attempt to stay lit  ,     but    —    but the station is definitely open  ,     the 7-11  ,     doors unlocked  .        velma pushes it open with ease  .        ‘   open  ,     but no one’s around  .     shaggy  ,     where are   —   oh no    !    do not go back to the car    !    ’        a reach for her friend’s sleeve  ,     a tug in place  .       ‘    we need gas  ,     and i only have cash  .     there’s got to be somebody here  .    ’

˚   ₊   ‘ @zoinksguys​ .

[ascotwearinga]

@zoinksguys​  liked  !

❛   --  i told you guys to go EASY in there !  ❜  fred calls, shoulders slumping as he waits for the mystery machine to fill up.  he sighs gently as the two open the back & begin to fill it with their cargo from the gas station.  ❛  we only got an hour of the trip left, you really need this many snacks ?  ❜

[spvllman]

           @zoinksguys​ liked for a starter ❤︎

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, Salem can be...” What was the best word to described Salem to someone? There were way too many options, but neither of them would have been accurate enough without also spilling her secret. “Stubborn and impossible to control.” That was close enough, right? She could have been talking about a very normal cat. “I hope your dog is alright? My cat loves to terrorize the neighborhood dogs.” Or really just the neighbours - actually, anyone, for that matter. She offered her best apologetic smile. “How can I make it up to you? Both of you?”