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[serving_love]

...

So.

My head feels like the crap-geezer's been using it for kickboxing practice, my nakama seem to be missing, I don't recognize this ship, there's some blond kid calling me his brother who won't leave me alone, and that CP9 woman is here saying she's CAPTAIN or some shit.

What the HELL is going on??





......Fucking awesome kitchen, though.

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[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

you're gonna remember, right?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Dumbass. I don't have an answer to that and you know it.

You know, I didn't even know you swung that way.

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

Fuck. I don't even have my own swords to train with. You'd better remember...

well I sure as hell don't swing for girls.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Okay, shut up, I can't do anything about it! I'm sorry!

Yeah, no shit. Why not?

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

...fine.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oi, don't give me that, I'm not done talking to you!

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

what

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...I dunno. I just-

I don't get it.

Were we drunk?

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

for six months?!

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

.....It's possible!

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

no, we weren't

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...Were we drunk the FIRST time?

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

the first time of what

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

.......That we...whatever'd.

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

No.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Were we fighting? Because I could see that. Maybe. Like, a really heated argument...or something. Possibly.

...Do you have to use the icons?

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

No.

First time I kissed you I was pretty pissed...

Sorry.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

You kissed me first? When was that? What were we doing??

S'fine, they're just...weird. I have like a million of them uploaded...

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

After we drank and baked pecan pie. Then a couple of times after that at spin the bottle games with the mafia brats.

Yeah...I know.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Pecan pie. There's like half a pecan pie in the fridge.

This one's alright. As far as icon's of you and me go.

[threeswordstyle.livejournal.com]

you made one on the 4th even though I wasn't there...

it'd be better if I was kicking your ass more

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Ah. That like...our thing? Your thing. Yours and his.

Yeah, it's a shame that never happens or maybe there WOULD be an icon of it.

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ours, yeah.

what are you talking about, happens all the goddamn time.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Must've lost those memories, too, then, because all I can seem to recall are the times when I kicked your face through your ass.

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hows your head