texts from deck 3

[aequoreal]

it's tfln in space, guys.
all credit for image and idea go to sun dad apollo yo

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it's a meme i do what i want

[donkeyballs]

She is not grindin' my thigh.

There just ain't a lot of places to sit.

[tumang]

did it work though

[donkeyballs]

You really think if she was having a good ride on my comm while on my thigh I'd pick it up to text you?

[tumang]

there was no gasp? no twitch?

sorry i failed you buddy

[donkeyballs]

I had it in my other pocket, it was a doomed attempt from the start.

And I appreciate the thought, Amos, but I can manage just fine on my own.

She ain't grindin' my thigh.


[ Two minutes later: ]

Did it look like she wanted to be??

[tumang]

why isn't she, though
alex, cmon

she is into you, anyone not blind or extremely oblivious can see that

[donkeyballs]

Pretty sure she's far more into whatever the hell is in this bottle than she's into me, Partner.

And maybe because it's her own damn choice whatever she wants to grind into? I don't think that's somethin' that you request, generally. This

Look


I think you're reachin'.

[tumang]

yeah it's her choice, and right now her choice is to sit on your lap, friend
i'm pretty sure you don't have to request it, she's pretty willing

i thought you'd have more game than that, with your hot accent and all your smooth stories

[donkeyballs]

[ God damn it, Amos. Stop making sense when he's too drunk to argue. ]

Fine, if it ain't a request, then how do you expect me to get it from sittin' to grindin' anyway


If that's even what I wanted in the first place

wait

You think my accent is hot?

[tumang]

it isn't what you want?
just whisper sweet nothings in her ear
put your hand on her knee
you know

your accent was sort of irritating at first, but it grows on you

[donkeyballs]

Look
there's a difference between want and want and while one of them is obvious because yes I have a god damn pulse the other ain't it

huh

that uh
that something you think the rest of the crew agrees on?

[tumang]

you're overthinking this
a beautiful, long-legged woman is sitting on your lap, alex
stop
thinking

i don't know

[donkeyballs]

Pretty sure I'm doin' exactly the right amount of thinkin'.

[ But he's also a weak man, so if he puts his hand on the small of her back, no one can blame him. ]

right

Right, of course, why would you.

Uh

speakin' of the crew, you seen any of them around?

[tumang]

haven't
don't want to
when holden makes one of his faces i know he'll ruin my night

[donkeyballs]

He does have a way of lookin' extremely disapprovin'

[ But he also wasn't who Alex was actually asking about.

God damn it.

He leaned in to the woman on his lap, murmured something in her ear, and a few seconds later - making a dejected face at him - she slipped off his lap and out of the bar. ]

Think that's my strike out. Better off headin' to bed.

[tumang]

oh, come on

don't tell me this is about bobbie

[donkeyballs]

it ain't about anythin

Just think I'm done for the night.

[ Liar. ]

[tumang]

alex
having a one night stand does not make you a bad person that she won't look at ever again

[donkeyballs]

[ The reply takes a little while before finally: ]

honestly i doubt she'd care one way or another

But if it were the other way around--
I don't know, Amos.

Just not what I want.

[tumang]

alright

want me to get a bottle out and we end the night on the obs deck?

[donkeyballs]

Yeah.

We can pretend one of those stars is ours.