2020-02-16 - Pics Pls
No reason.
IC Date: 2020-02-16
OOC Date: 2019-10-06
Location: Cellular Network
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 3980
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Need a shirtless pic of you pls.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Img:: Cristobal in a bathroom selfie, camera pointed at the mirror to get his full shirtless torso and low slung jeans so the slice of his hips are seen. He's flexing enough to make his muscles stand out in his abs and pecs. His mouth slightly agape, tongue touching an upper canine.::
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I don't know what thought I like more. That you want that for yourself, or that you're showing me off to someone.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Are those our only two options?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Give me another.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I could be using your likeness to pull hot chicks online.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: You could do that all on your own.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Truuuuue.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Everything okay, little bird?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: (...)
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Yeah.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: How's your trip going?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I'll be home soon, then you can try lying to my face.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: It's been a weird week.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Everything's as okay as it's going to be.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Won't stop me from trying to make it better.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: I've got this weird fantasy I keep going back to.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Want to tell me about it?
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Mostly just me hiding in your arms for a while.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: I can make that happen.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Maybe I'll tell you all the way filthier things I've been thinking about while I'm there.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: First we'll concentrate on you. Then we can talk about us.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: That sounds both comforting and ominous.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: It's my wheelhouse.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Kinda hot. I'm into it.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Good. It'll make it seem less like kidnapping if I make you stay.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Careful. I'm the one who carries around zipties as a matter of habit. If anyone's kidnapping anyone here, p sure it's the other way around.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: If you need that false sense of security, sure.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You telling me I should be scared?
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Never scared. I'd never hurt you, Paji.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Good.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: Though. I'm not fragile. Either emotionally or physically.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: This shit week aside. 😐
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: Part of what I like about you.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: You wanna make my bad week better, feel free to list out the other parts 😉
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: You're passionate, both in and out of bed. You're hot. You're loyal to your friends. You're hot. Shy isn't in your vocabulary. You seem adventurous. You're artistic. Your body fits so well with mine. You taste like honey. You're tough but still feminine.
(TXT to Sparrow) Cristobal: gtg, but you if you need me you know how to find me
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: IMG: Selfie of Sparrow in what seems to be a big empty room with white walls. Her hair's pushed back, and her make-up for the day is minimal. A smudge of black (oil? ink? paint?) trails from her left eye over her cheek, a few more specks elsewhere. From what of her shoulders can be seen, she's in a loose v-neck tee which might have some dried paint spatters on it to offer insight into her current activities. The purpose of the pic, though, is to share her smile, all off-center and dopey, the barest touch of color in her cheeks.
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: 😘
(TXT to Cristobal) Sparrow: See you soon, beautiful.
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