







NomFlavoredPudding wrote:Aw you guys are so sweet. And overdramatic is my own style *slips on sunglasses and drops mic*








dove. wrote:Mwhahaha, I feel like i'm going to be the worst and weirdest private investigator ever.








Spencer laughed and changed the subject.
"So I work for Geek Squad, and Tobes here is an author. What do you guys do?"
"I'm a doctor." Desmond said. Then Delta:
"History teacher." Mack raised her hand.
"Mechanic. I got a letter to go work on this engine they're building. You guys?"
"Medical seminar." Desmond said. Delta piped in.
"History seminar."
"Technical support for some thing. And ya know, my dashing - ow!" Spencer glared at Toby, who'd just punched his arm.
"You don't even know what I was gonna say!"
"Yes I do, you idiot. 'And ya know, my dashing good looks.' You say it every time you get called somewhere." Toby said, rolling his eyes. This started the laughing again, but this time, even Toby joined in. Spencer, fine with being made fun of, laughed too. But then things calmed back down.
"You two act like an old married couple." Mack observed. Spencer nodded.
"We practically are. I mean, we live together and all -"
"As roommates. We're not married or practically married, just friends." Toby interrupted.
But then, one of the flight attendants (who was wearing a cape and star spangled banner boxer shorts instead of a skirt, and sandals) walked by and said,
"I ship it." Then walked away, disappearing into the cockpit. Toby looked embarrassed, while Spencer just seemed overall confused.
"I don't understand." And, whether he was aware of it or not, he automatically looked to Toby for an explanation.

Møriarty x. wrote:Bye dove, ttyl
So I need thoughts on this...Spencer laughed and changed the subject.
"So I work for Geek Squad, and Tobes here is an author. What do you guys do?"
"I'm a doctor." Desmond said. Then Delta:
"History teacher." Mack raised her hand.
"Mechanic. I got a letter to go work on this engine they're building. You guys?"
"Medical seminar." Desmond said. Delta piped in.
"History seminar."
"Technical support for some thing. And ya know, my dashing - ow!" Spencer glared at Toby, who'd just punched his arm.
"You don't even know what I was gonna say!"
"Yes I do, you idiot. 'And ya know, my dashing good looks.' You say it every time you get called somewhere." Toby said, rolling his eyes. This started the laughing again, but this time, even Toby joined in. Spencer, fine with being made fun of, laughed too. But then things calmed back down.
"You two act like an old married couple." Mack observed. Spencer nodded.
"We practically are. I mean, we live together and all -"
"As roommates. We're not married or practically married, just friends." Toby interrupted.
But then, one of the flight attendants (who was wearing a cape and star spangled banner boxer shorts instead of a skirt, and sandals) walked by and said,
"I ship it." Then walked away, disappearing into the cockpit. Toby looked embarrassed, while Spencer just seemed overall confused.
"I don't understand." And, whether he was aware of it or not, he automatically looked to Toby for an explanation.
Do you guys ship it, or no?
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