Gosh, that’s a good one! I don’t know how I’m ever going to top that… Hm… Oh! Oh, what about hashtag he needs a paper cut on every finger? How’s that for mean?
You’re a fuckin’ softy, Wormwood.
No, no, I completely agree. I was going with B too. And you know, I’m pretty creative. I can always think of a horrible hashtag for you to use.
Yeah, sure it’ll be creative but I doubt you’ll come up with anything meaner than like… Hashtag I hope he stubs his toe.
Well, you’re either A) Not as cool as me or B) They’re waiting to think of something much more creative for a character like yourself.
God it ain’t that difficult to top you in the cool department, so I’m gonna go with B.
Sorry, I hardly noticed you there.
Try openin’ you’re fucking eyes.
"Hashtag run her over with a bus"? Well, this is why I don’t waste my time with the gossip blog.
How come that blog never gave me a sweet hashtag like that?
The fuck’re you lookin’ at?
[Smiling at him she took the cigarette, putting it between her teeth.] She doesn’t know about Panic, I lied to her and told her I had an accident at the pool. I didn’t really explain the scratches on my legs, and arms though.
[He held the lighter up to her cigarette, using his other hand to shelter the flame from the wind, lighting his own cigarette afterwards. He took a long drag, sighing at the release of the nicotine coursing through his system.] You could of told her you got in a kinky threesome or something.
I think both of our livers will probably hate us tomorrow. [She nudged him with her elbow, a soft smile on her tired face.] I just got into a fight with my mom earlier, she found my hospital bill from the second challenge, and saw the scratches on my legs from the last one.
[He chuckled, side eyeing her with a smirk before he took another swig, handed her the bottle and pulled two cigarettes from his pocket, offering Tai one.] She’s angry at you for doing it?