un: weaseling

[deuteranope]

alright now that I got your fucking attention

does anyone actually fucking play cricket like what the fuck why are there so many fucking books on this dumbass sport?

the bat is a cross between a boating oar and a sex toy

not at all ideal for knocking over mailboxes in a satisfying fucking manner

not that baseball's that fucking great either tbh like all sports are kind of shit change my mind

don't suppose any of you have ever read a book on crickets the fucking bug not the fucking bat and ball game

that isn't like

the very quiet cricket?

god fucking knows cricket ain't quiet

ps Imelda is the enemy by design only. poor woman has to deal with so fucking much as this fucking floor's RA we're a plethora of asses so go easy on her when it comes to the rebellion ok?

#FREETHEBEATS #BUTDON’TCAUSETREBLE

Comments

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Hmm. What a stunning review. I'm absolutely swayed now.

If you really want to, you can leave me her information, and I'll think about it.

[deuteranope]

this is me doing you a favor you know

I'll slide the deets under your door when I get back

[...]

I gave her a heads up so she doesn't assume I killed a man or anything if some rando adult calls her and now she's asking me dumb questions about you I don't fucking care about this is why I don't do nice things for people

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

[...

The urge to point out that she didn't ask him for this is pretty high. But also, she gets the feeling that it's not actually her that he's trying to do something nice for.]

What kind of questions is she asking?

[deuteranope]

[It's a little of both...but yeah, mostly for the real mom, not the school mom. Even if real mom is making him want to die at the moment.]

don't get weird but to fucking sum it up, if you date women

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

[She has to just stare at her phone for a moment, sorry Maverick. She doesn't even think to type 'oh'. That was absolutely not a question that she expected to be asked.]

I don't date.

[...]

Anyone, I mean.
I don't do dates.

[deuteranope]

[he is so...relieved.]

I think she was worrying about whether or not to gussy up or whatever if she met you but seeing as I'd really prefer you not dating my fucking mom I will be more than fucking happy to inform her of this

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Ah.

No, there's no need to dress up.

[...]

Is there anything else?

[deuteranope]

if she should bring pictures of me as a kid so you can try to blackmail me

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

[Technically she already has a picture of Maverick as a kid, thanks to a mysterious gift that ended up on her window sill... but that might be strange to mention right now.]

I won't say no to blackmail.

[deuteranope]

[Since he basically just got talked down yet again from maiming Kano, and that is literally the only person it could be unless Imelda said she was snooping around...probably wise.]

what a bad influence you are

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

I don't remember saying I was a good one.

[deuteranope]

I’ll make a mention to the headmistress in my next essay protesting the ban

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

Hmm. If you're going to bring that up again, this conversation can be over.

[deuteranope]

well then Imelda as they fucking say in nsync, bye bye bye

[no_dejare_de_quererte]

[She just shakes her head.]

Goodbye, Maverick.