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[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

Not my fault he was early.

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[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

Hey Myka. Brought you some ice cream.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*smiles at him* Thanks, Pete.

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. My treat and stuff. *holds out ice cream to her*

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*takes the ice cream*

Thanks. *pauses* You didn't lick the top of it, did you?

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

No... I'm not that mean. Maybe I'd do that to Claudia or something. Mr. Muffins did though. No, I'm just kidding, it's safe.

(ooc: freaking.. LJ.. omg...)

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles her nose a bit but takes a bite anyway*

Want to sit with me?

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

Sure. If you want me to. *walks over and sits down next to her.*

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

Ugh. I hate when that happens. Then you got to get them worked up all over again and by then, well, it's almost not even worth the work and you think about calling bottom but guys talk and that's usually incentive enough for a chica to want to rock his crappy ass premature ejaculating world just so you can have the satisfaction of knowing that you forever altered his life and he'll never get it again.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

What?

I wasn't talking about that.

I was talking about my former partner, who was killed in a shootout.

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

*Snorts* Oops. Wrong kind of shootout. My bad.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

I haven't punched anyone lately but I'm about to punch you...

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

*Sighs* I don't know. I'm just not in the mood today. I think I have a headache.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

I want to punch you, not screw you.

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

Hey Myka. Brought you some ice cream.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*smiles at him* Thanks, Pete.

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. My treat and stuff. *holds out ice cream to her*

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*takes the ice cream*

Thanks. *pauses* You didn't lick the top of it, did you?

[theshotgun-pete.livejournal.com]

No... I'm not that mean. Maybe I'd do that to Claudia or something. Mr. Muffins did though. No, I'm just kidding, it's safe.

(ooc: freaking.. LJ.. omg...)

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

*wrinkles her nose a bit but takes a bite anyway*

Want to sit with me?

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

Ugh. I hate when that happens. Then you got to get them worked up all over again and by then, well, it's almost not even worth the work and you think about calling bottom but guys talk and that's usually incentive enough for a chica to want to rock his crappy ass premature ejaculating world just so you can have the satisfaction of knowing that you forever altered his life and he'll never get it again.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

What?

I wasn't talking about that.

I was talking about my former partner, who was killed in a shootout.

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

*Snorts* Oops. Wrong kind of shootout. My bad.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

I haven't punched anyone lately but I'm about to punch you...

[govt-bloodhound.livejournal.com]

*Sighs* I don't know. I'm just not in the mood today. I think I have a headache.

[agentmyka.livejournal.com]

I want to punch you, not screw you.