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venosum:
“No, it’s not. The less you handle the body the better.” Yeah, maybe they don’t want people being immediately found, but Sebastian’s not about to go down for a random stray hair or a quarter of a fingerprint.
“I can assure you there will be nothing to incriminate either of us.” He’s done this thousands of times, by this point. Either way, he’s picked the body up without apparent effort before Seb can respond, and laid the man carefully in said crate.
venosum:
“So? Not like you’re dating him anymore. Sleep with my exes, I don’t give a fuck.” He never understood that. Now, Cassius wouldn’t straight-up date an ex of a friend, but screwing around with them once or a few times doesn’t seem harmful.
“Jesus, mate. You’ve got no shame.” Not that he’s really surprised, but he thought maybe Cas might be slightly better than that. “Fine, but on your head be it when he catches feelings.” That’s essentially how Tomas and him got started, after all.
“I swear to god, I will not put up with any of your bullshit.” / leo @ jack
grace & frankie
“The hell did I do?” He’s innocent, probably. Possibly. He can’t think of anything too terrible.
venosum:
jessica’s starter call / @veresum jessica & sorrel.
“No! No. You can’t like the movies more than the books. The movies are horrible. Even Stephen King hates them. If you like them, you’re going against the King.”
“You are... very passionate about this, huh?” Not that Sorrel doesn’t appreciate passion, but it’s coming off a touch aggressive.
venosum:
pearl’s starter call / @veresum pearl & ava.
“Can I buy you a drink?” She might have already, but it’s still nice to ask, right?
“Uhhh, yeah? For sure?” She rarely turns down a free drink, but especially not from super pretty girls. It’s just a fact of life. “I’d love one.”
venosum:
hilda’s starter call / @veresum hilda & maphéist.
“Hi, are you a human? I think maybe you are, but I’ve met soooo many not-humans that sometimes I’m not sure.”
“That’s one of those things I’m supposed to just know, right?” Because he doesn’t. He only has guesses, really.
Just not a romantic? No.
Fleabag Season 2 Episode 2 - dir. Harry Bradbeer
venosum:
underused muses / @veresum sally & sorrel.
Sally loves her daughter. Would quite literally do anything for the infant. That doesn’t stop her from wanting to run away sometimes, from fully believing she’s a shit mother. “Why can’t babies have a mute button?” She’s exhausted, and sounds it, too.
“They do, but you won’t like where it is.” By this she means that death would probably happen, and no one wants that. Sorrel knows full well that Sally doesn’t, at least. “You could shut the door?”
worthless-weight-in-gold:
“Of course. I’m nothing if not a perfect gentleman.” Potentially if only because the press had a field day whenever she wasn’t, but also if his voice hadn’t been quite so accusatory she wouldn’t have an issue at all. Some people, really. She leant against the door, tilting her head to gesture him through. “You know, at a certain point, you may as well join in the rest of us and wear a sports bra.” Not that showing off skin didn’t suit the man. Because it did. But Min-Jee had issues with letting bratty people leave uncontested.
“Sure you are.” His tone makes it perfectly clear that he doesn’t agree, but then again-- that’s generally his default. Either way, he pushes himself through the doorway and throws her a dirty look on the way past for good measure. “Perfectly fuckin’ happy to take it off completely, if you’d rather. ‘cause obviously I’m gonna make all my clothing decisions based on what you think I oughta do.” Yeah, he’s just proving himself more bratty now.
venosum:
“You’re just so cute, yes you are! Man, I wish I had a cool dog.” Sure, there are ghost animals all around, but they’re kind of just there most of the time. Sort of like a weird, dead decoration. “Where are your treats? Let’s fuck with your weirdo owner, yeah?” She straightens up, then looks around the room. “Ohh, I see them right there.” Rather than just straight up taking one out of the box, she nudges it over with her finger, and it topples to the floor, treats spilling all over.
Ruben whips round at the sound of the box falling, and the subsequent clatter as Otto rushes for the treats. He’s pretty much in heaven as far as Ruben can tell, though he knows all too well that it won’t turn out totally well. Still-- a smile graces his features for a moment, and he crosses the room to squat next to his dog as he scoops up some of the rest of them. “How’d you do that, huh?” He sets the box upright, and puts a few more in. “Getting sneaky, aren’t you?”
venosum:
Man, she does love pissing him off. Ophelia’s more than sure that one of these days she’s going to go too far and she might get hurt, but she can hurt him right back so she doesn’t pay much mind to it most of the time. “What, like you have anything better to do?” Ophelia does ( sleep, namely ) but if he knew she actually wanted this to go quickly, then then that’s almost like him winning.
“I got plenty of better things to fuckin’ do.” He really doesn’t. In fact, he quite likes being here with her, though that’s not something he’s willing to admit. Knowing her, she probably knows that-- because she’s the worst, and sees right through him way too often. “Not like you were doing anything before I got here, is it?”
venosum:
Watching people try and properly lean on the truck is actually always hysterical to Beatriz. There’s really no way to lower it, but it’s why she’ll often put out a little step stool ( though that’s mostly for the kids who are just really eager to do things themselves ). “How about I come out and we eat some authentic tacos then go kick some proverbial ass?”
“Does it have to be proverbial ass?” Aster would quite like to do some literal ass-kicking, sure, but this time she’s mostly joking. Only mostly. If it’s on the table, she’s not going to turn it down. Then again-- the part where she gets to be with Bea is pretty great too. “C’mon, then. You better show me the best tacos, or I’ll be sorely disappointed.”