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Sunuva- bitch.
[ The camera goes all screwy as Jesse pushes himself up, sits back on his knees and sweeps his hands off on each other. He doesn't seem to notice the camera's even on as he paws at himself and finally stands, swearing a few times under his breath as he does. Idly beats some gravel off his jeans. He sounds dumbfounded when he finally speaks again. ] I'm back here.
[ And the camera turns with him, a few confused steps before he throws his arms out to both sides, an irritated kind of shrug. ] I'm back- here. [ And his hand raises again, so he can first tap a finger against the screen, and then slap an angry palm against it a few times. He repeats, ] Sunuvabitch.
[ Then he finally fiddles with the buttons, intending to turn on the communicator, but, ] oh, [ it's already on. ] Ya wanna clue me in here? [ He glances around the area. ] Yo, anyone still out there?
[ The camera goes all screwy as Jesse pushes himself up, sits back on his knees and sweeps his hands off on each other. He doesn't seem to notice the camera's even on as he paws at himself and finally stands, swearing a few times under his breath as he does. Idly beats some gravel off his jeans. He sounds dumbfounded when he finally speaks again. ] I'm back here.
[ And the camera turns with him, a few confused steps before he throws his arms out to both sides, an irritated kind of shrug. ] I'm back- here. [ And his hand raises again, so he can first tap a finger against the screen, and then slap an angry palm against it a few times. He repeats, ] Sunuvabitch.
[ Then he finally fiddles with the buttons, intending to turn on the communicator, but, ] oh, [ it's already on. ] Ya wanna clue me in here? [ He glances around the area. ] Yo, anyone still out there?
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[Do you believe her? Come on? Not even a little? Yeah, don't.]
Basically, it's really loud and drowns out a lot of interesting sounds coming from upstairs.
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[ Wait. ] The hell kinda neighbors you got?
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[Heh. Heheheheh. So much smirking.] No neighbours, thank god. Pretty sure they couldn't handle the sweet, sweet, dulcet tones of the aforementioned roomie/bff combo that is Bo.
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[ waaaaaait wait wait wait wait he knows that kind of smirk like that, that is a sex in the vicinity smirk! ] She gets busy, huh?
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More like bizzay, but yeah. My girl's got a magical vagina, and I, as her best friend in the entire world, am big enough to look past that and see her magical heart instead. Plus, it means I can tune out basically anyone now. I got skills. Girl gets crazy.
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[ Of course, Jesse, not being used to all this magic and bullshit yet, when he hears 'magical vagina' he doesn't literally take it as 'actual magical vagina', he just furrows his eyebrows a little bit and smiles. Okayyyy. Why? You, like, tested it out? ] See, that's why ya don't live with anybody though. Headboards creakin' at two in the morning? Like, not unless I'm in charge of it.
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And then he's gotta go and say that causing Kenzi to just stare at him for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. Seriously, this mental image, hang on. Let her explain why this is so funny.] Wh-wait. Wait. In charge of the creaking? Like... that is your job to ensure that it's creaking. Because that is the most important thing when you're banging someone... and you have to be in charge of it. Oh my god.
[More giggles, trying to stifle this by covering her mouth with both hands, leaning away from the couch. Why is this so funny? Maybe because everything else sucks in comparison.]
Pinkman-- Pinkman, seriously. I hope you're smoother with the ladies than you're leading me to believe right now... I am greatly concerned.
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[ But, whoa, hey, hey hey hey, she's laughing and that was not exactly a 'laugh here' type statement, he was just sayin'! So needless to say, he's not laughing in return, just stares at her and gives an almighty shrug. ] Like the headboard, like the bed up against the- like, the wall. [ Yeah, no, Jesse, she gets it. That was not the problem with this statement. But it's his reputation at stake here! ]
Look, look, if I was tryin' to hit on you? Like, sincerely tryin' to get in on that? [ And he does get smoother for a moment, a lot smoother; the big difference between talking to a friend and trying to sweet talk a girl. His hand goes on her knee, heavy and warm as he leans in a little. ] You would be eating- out of the palm of my hand.
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Priorities.
Woah. Woah, wait, what's happening here. Is he seriously going to-- yep. He totally went there. That's a hand. On her knee. This is smooth? Really. This is smooth for him. Okay. She smiles, leaning in a little herself as her hand slides over his.]
Jesse... [Did she just sigh a little? Yes. And where is her other hand going? To his throat, apparently, and up to his jaw, tilting his head back and pushing him back against the couch. She leans forward even more, until her face is barely an inch away from his.] You're sooooo not my type.
[And then she promptly gut-punches him in the most jovial manner before standing up, still smirking.] Nice try, though. Five outta ten. Maybe work on your technique, there, bucko. You're obviously fine, so I think I'm just gonna head home.
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[ Oh. ]
[ Oof. Punches. He melodramatically rubs at the spot like it actually hurt. His expression immediately plummets, a deadpan kind of 'really?' as he flops his head back against the couch. ] Uh-huh. That was like a nine. Ya don't know real style-
[ But he switches over, indignation to suddenly something a bit taken aback when she stands, and he sits up a bit straighter, hands rubbing over his thighs. Reluctant to let her leave, maybe still a little freaked out from everything that's happened today, not like he's about to admit it. ] Right on, right on.
You, uh- [ He immediately blurts out, pauses and gestures to her vaguely without looking at her at first. ] You remind me'a somebody, ya know. Chick I used to know.
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[Her expression softens. It's concern. Maybe that was a little harsh and unnecessary, maybe she's just making stuff worse for him instead of trying to cheer him up. Ugh. Friendship, why you gotta be so difficult?]
You call if you need me, okay? I'm totally serious. And I'll see you tomorrow, no excuses. Even if I have to drag your lame-ass out of bed.
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[ Whatever, it was dumb to bring up, he nods more and scrubs a hand over his head, starts to stand up for whatever reason, to lead her out or something. If he needs her. Yeah. He'll get right on that. He gives a forced roll of his eyes, smirking at her. ] Yeah, yeah, yeah, just because you know ya can't get enough of me, huh?
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Dude, that's exactly it. I'm hooked now! Forced to suppress my newly-formed and unending passion stirred by your smooth, smooth moves. What have you done? [And suddenly there's a quick peck on the cheek.] Stay out of trouble.
[SHE MEANS IT, JESSE! Ominous finger point of doom! ... And then she's heading out the door.]