Bandwagon Time, Whatever.

[watch_the_nails]

Okay, fine.

If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you have me do?

I'm blaming jurisimmortalis for this one.

((OOC: Open to any-verse, any time.))

Comments

[pdxrain.livejournal.com]

Oh, really? I believe my position is voluntary. I can unvolunteer anytime I want. Try fucking what you can't find, baby. *Walks away.*

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

I can always find you! I can smell you.

[pdxrain.livejournal.com]

Can you smell me underwater?

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

I...





........shit.

[pdxrain.livejournal.com]

[She laughed from a distance.] So it wouldn't fucking kill you to do something nice for me, for once in your life! It's not like I'm asking you to go to the moon, for god's sake! It's just a foot massage!

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

It's boring.

[pdxrain.livejournal.com]

Rubbing my feet for a FEW MINUTES before you fuck me is going to BORE you? Is your attention span THAT short?! It's not like I'm asking you to do it for hours!

If it's that boring to you, the next time you want a blow job, you can go ask Ric! I'm sure he'd be happy to oblige!

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

Yep. It bores me. An' you can shut the fuck up or you're goin' home alone.

[pdxrain.livejournal.com]

[Gone home already.]

[watch-the-nails.livejournal.com]

...goddammit.