2020-08-12 - Something Fun

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Have you ever had to use your non-dominant hand?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Uh. Probably? Though if we're talking jerking off, that is way too much fucking information

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : (...for a long time) What? no. Not jerking off. Why? Never mind. It's just hard.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Phrasing

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Not my cock. Using my non-dominant hand.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : (so many dots)

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : This conversation did not happen as I thought it would. Hi.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : This is possibly the worst.. I am fucking flustered now

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : You're flustered? Really? I'm not sure I've ever seen you flustered.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I was just looking on advice for being left-handed for a bit. You made it about masturbation.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I did not fucking make it about masturbation, I asked a simple question then suddenly it's hard

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Not from that question. Not even I'm that easy, Javier.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Since when are you easy? You're about the least easy person I know.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : What? That's odd. I'm pretty easy. Aside from the violent touch phobia and difficulty reading social cues and emotional instab--

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Okay, wait. I see your point. Should have seen me twenty years ago, though.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Tell me.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : About me twenty years ago? Really? Well. I was in a sex cult in college. That was fun.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Sure, I know about that. Sounds like more easy, not less.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Well, yes. I was much easier then. Still pretty easy, though, I think? Very few people have been interested since I came back to GH.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Sorry, uh. This isn't what you wanted to talk about. something about non-dominant hands? things being hard?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It's okay. I've enjoyed the distraction. Got in a dream. Arm got fucked to hell and back. Typing one-handed is annoying.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Shit. Fucked how badly?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Kinda exploded from the inside. Sorry, decayed. Lilith used the word decayed.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : None of these words are making me feel much better. Was she able to help at all?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. It's better now. (IMG: Alexander's arm, swollen and deep purple from hand to where it disappears in the sleeve.) This is better than it was.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Fuck, that's nasty

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. It was unpleasant.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : You should get Roen to look at it, too. Just, I don't know. I'm sorry this happened to you.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It's okay. It happens. It was a Dream. With two others: the magician, Aidan, and a guy named Rekani. I think our abilities were turned against us.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't think I know either of them. I'd ask if you need a hand with anything, but the pun's not intended.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I don't know them well, either. And I'm okay, right now. Driving sucks, so back to walking. How are you?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : You need a ride somewhere, you'll ask me, yeah?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : If you want. You don't have to. I know you're busy and stressed.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : You're

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : You're my friend.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. ::smiley face emoji:: Always.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : So. Friends do nice things for each other. Yeah?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Pretty sure that's how it's supposed to work

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. Thank you for the offer. 🙂 I may take you up on it. There are some things I want to do.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Tell me something fun.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Something.. fun?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. The Dream. They took away all my defenses and made me feel all the terrible things at once. So. Tell me something fun?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't. I don't think I have anything fun. Right now. Try me again tomorrow?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I do, uh. Need your help, though. You offered before. And I still do. Need it.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : You need something fun. Here. I found it for you: https://gph.is/2ehtgAn

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : And yes, of course. Anytime.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't fucking get it. It's a dog. Being cute?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. Cute dogs are fun, Javier.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Wait. You like dogs, don't you?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't really.. I mean, their minds are a lot less complex than peoples'.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't know if they fit my definition of fun. You don't strike me as a dog person.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I like dogs. And cats. And all animals. Their minds are a lot less complex than peoples'. 🙂 Isabella took me diving. It was beautiful. And quiet. Fish have hardly any mind at all, just white noise.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : That sounds.. lovely.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I used to help my father with his boat. When I was a boy. Fishing boat, I mean.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It was. She took me to an underwater park, filled with shipwrecks. There was a kelp forest, and sea turtles.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Did you like it? The boat and the helping?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : (after a couple of minutes) Yeah.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Tell me.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Huh? Tell you what

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Tell me about it. The boat. Your father.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : There's not much to say. The boat's gone. My father died.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : You wanted happy, and that isn't.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I want to know more about the things that make you you.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I've got to go. Things I need to, you know. I've got to go.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I know. I'm sorry. Be good.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Buenas noches. I'll try.