Sparrow gives Dylan some advice.
IC Date: 2019-08-29
OOC Date: 2019-06-14
Location: Text
Related Scenes: 2019-08-28 - Smoldering Mimes
Plot: None
Scene Number: 1329
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Good.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Obvs.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Hmph.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Aww. Would you rather I were a nightmare?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : 🤔
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Nah. Good is good.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : You just wake up thinking about me then?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Yes.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : I need to remember to wait until I'm awake and have prepared, witty remarks to your questions next time, I think.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : If you gotta prepare your wit, you aren't witty, kitten.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Maybe you just steal my wit.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : I have never stolen anything in my life.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Never?
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Nope. Never.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Don't believe me?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Somehow I feel you have a way with people of convincing them to give things to you, rather than having to steal.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Angelic, after all.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : It's called asking.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : I'll have to try it sometime.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Read this thing somewhere about how 80% of people who ask get what they want, but only 20% ask.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Mind, the context was credit card interest rates, but whatever.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : :laughing:
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Guess that explains why you ask so many questions, at least.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Cuz I didn't need NPR to tell me how the world works?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Some of us have problems asking. Not lack of will. But man, people don't /get it/ when it's just two words at a time.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : That was more than two words.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Sounds like a bullshit excuse, kitten.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Texting doesn't count. I'm don't do /everything/ with my phone on me, lovely.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Not sure I see any limitations that aren't self-imposed.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : My speaking - or lack there of - isn't self imposed. Unless you mean asking /you/ something, which. Yeah. Texts produce more. Fair enough.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Alright. Fair. You see how good I'm being about not asking questions?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : ... you ask as a question. 🙂 And yes. I have something to ask you.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Smart-ass.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Ask.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : (an image comes through, just the corner of that heavy piece of backing that he had showed before. Fingerpaints! It now has a blue background, a brilliant sky, with a few tendrils of red hair able to be seen. At least further along, but probably not yet finished.) See you soon?
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Whimsical.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Be more specific, kitten.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Saturday. Evening.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : More specific.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Where are we going?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Thrift Store. 🙂
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Such a planner. Sunset at the Gray Pond.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : I'll think about it.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Not that I don't wanna reward you for actually asking.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : But I might be busy.
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : It's all right. Just let me know.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Sure thing.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Need anything else to get your day started right?
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : And if not? You can suggest the next time. 🙂
(TXT to Sparrow) Dylan : Food. But I can take care of that on my own. 😉
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : Best of luck in your foraging.
(TXT to Dylan) Sparrow : ttyl
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