The guy lives to tell everyone else how wrong they were. It's like his kink.
Lives. Present tense. These habits wouldn't, couldn't stop. There was a pause, and then--
He just likes to have people hear him bullshit and not flip him off in the middle.
It'd take ten minutes for Tucker to show up, still in his aqua, decidedly small and tight swim trunks that occasionally dripped water. Towels were forsaken, forgotten, and instead he was interested in the lazy river and a beer. He was surprised that he had entry to something (her home) locked, but it was them, it was from the moon, it was the place and comfort they had together. So, cool. Whatever.
He walked until he found her, standing over her close enough that his shadow stretched across her stomach where she lounged while his hand reached for the beer in her hand.
"You know he would have hacked into the timers and controls of these water sprayers and totally got me in the face every chance he would, the asshole."
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Lives. Present tense. These habits wouldn't, couldn't stop. There was a pause, and then--
He just likes to have people hear him bullshit and not flip him off in the middle.
It'd take ten minutes for Tucker to show up, still in his aqua, decidedly small and tight swim trunks that occasionally dripped water. Towels were forsaken, forgotten, and instead he was interested in the lazy river and a beer. He was surprised that he had entry to something (her home) locked, but it was them, it was from the moon, it was the place and comfort they had together. So, cool. Whatever.
He walked until he found her, standing over her close enough that his shadow stretched across her stomach where she lounged while his hand reached for the beer in her hand.
"You know he would have hacked into the timers and controls of these water sprayers and totally got me in the face every chance he would, the asshole."