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[hatesthefood]

You know, I really shouldn't be surprised when the City plays this little trick on me. Still doesn't mean I like it.

[ooc: Ken got genderswitched for the weekend. The boy... er... girl is not pleased. All replies will be from boobsequalbad Have fun!]

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[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Repressed laughter.]

Does that put a damper on you coming over tonight?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

You're a mean, mean woman, Mara. No laughing at me.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

I'm trying, honestly I am. You can still come over. Granted the mechanics are different...

[Is she teasing, or isn't she? YOU DECIDE.]

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

I had no idea you were so flexible.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Sex is sex, isn't it? Granted I do prefer men, but... I also like you.

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Which I'm still pretty happy to know.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

This place does excel in making things difficult, doesn't it?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Of course it does. Thankfully, this one isn't... so bad. Once you get used to the extra body parts.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

The extra..? Oh, the extra.

...I would think the missing parts would be of more concern.

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Trust me, I'm mourning the loss of my dangly parts.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Is there anything I can do for you? Do you have... clothes?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

I have.... very big t-shirts. And flipflops. That's about it.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Now there's laughing.]

I need to bring you some clothes, don't I?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Shush. No laughing.

... clothes would be great?

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Would you like me to come over?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Do you really think I should wander around the city in just a t-shirt?

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[Let her think about this...]

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

.... you're in so much trouble when you get here.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Are you going to spank me?

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

Might not be a bad idea.

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Might not.

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

The door's unlocked. Come on over.

[action]??

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

[It isn't long before Mara can throw a bag of things together and she's at Ken's door in less than half an hour. She taps on the door a few times.]

Ken? It's me.

[action]

[boobsequalbad.livejournal.com]

[There's a bark before Ken cracks the door open. Once he sees it's Mara, he's quick to push his eager dog out of the way before she can escape, then opens the door wider to let his company in.]

Hey. Don't mind Bandit. She's been wanting out all day.

[action]

[cry-reaper.livejournal.com]

Do we need to take her for a walk?

[She smiles as she walks in, a bag in her arms.]