[Chloe has decided to embrace her inner ethereal goth and shows up in jeans, a t-shirt and that kickass coat she got for Christmas. It's probably not enough layers, but fuck you she's not giving anyone the satisfaction of a shiver.
She's made her way to the Pokecenter in anticipation of Jolyne's arrival. When she gets the text, Chloe pokes her head through the center door and calls over.]
Yo! I think I passed a diner on the way here, let's get a move on!
[Hell yeah, hell yeah. She's not quite noticing what she's wearing yet until she's finally getting outside and able to get a good look at her. Lilith's mostly ignoring the both of them since she's just here to be a spaceheater.]
Oh shiiiit, you look good as hell in that, though~ [She's at least coherent which is a good sign? Probably? Maybe.]
Ice cream and coffee sounds good now. Or hot chocolate. Holy shit, hot chocolate pancakes. [Stop her.]
[Chloe is....... not high enough, actually, she spent too much time word vomiting and not enough time toking. But! She came prepared, because thankfully this coat has some pretty solid inner pockets, perfect for Things and Stuff.]
Okokok, I gotta get on your level. C'mere.
[She takes Jolyne by the arm and all but drags her to a side-alley. Really professional looking, not shady in the least. Just two girls, huddled in an alley together.
From inside one of her pockets, she produces a mini bubbler and a baggie of ground persim. She holds both out, as well as a lighter.]
[This is clearly the best reason for this kind of jacket to exist, even if Jolyne has a billion pockets just because of the fact she has a million layers. Luckily, she'd normally bitch about getting manhandled, but right now and given who it is, she doesn't care so much.
Her attention remains focused on her before laughing a little and gingerly taking the things offered. Only to get that shit going and hold the bubbler back out to her.]
I'm already fucking gone, get on my level first. Otherwise shit ain't very fair, is it?
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let's just say, uhhhhhh, this dude wanted to reset the earth or some shit to obtain heaven or something???? it's stupid
and theyre good fucking tiddies!!!!!!
i just wanna touch tiddies now, holy fucking shit
[Chloe, have you realized she might be a little high right now? Just a little.]
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teleport > ice cream > tiddies go go go
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lemme go put on some real clothes so i don't fucking freeze to death or w/e since i don't wanna do that shit rn
that chill?
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the fuck you at
[Says the idiot bundled up in ten million layers with her houndoom pressed against her side for more warmth.]
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She's made her way to the Pokecenter in anticipation of Jolyne's arrival. When she gets the text, Chloe pokes her head through the center door and calls over.]
Yo! I think I passed a diner on the way here, let's get a move on!
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Oh shiiiit, you look good as hell in that, though~ [She's at least coherent which is a good sign? Probably? Maybe.]
Ice cream and coffee sounds good now. Or hot chocolate. Holy shit, hot chocolate pancakes. [Stop her.]
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Okokok, I gotta get on your level. C'mere.
[She takes Jolyne by the arm and all but drags her to a side-alley. Really professional looking, not shady in the least. Just two girls, huddled in an alley together.
From inside one of her pockets, she produces a mini bubbler and a baggie of ground persim. She holds both out, as well as a lighter.]
After you, girl.
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Her attention remains focused on her before laughing a little and gingerly taking the things offered. Only to get that shit going and hold the bubbler back out to her.]
I'm already fucking gone, get on my level first. Otherwise shit ain't very fair, is it?
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[But she's taking it anyway, drawing in a long hit before inhaling. Hold. Hold. Hold.
COUGHCOUGHHACKWHEEZE
Thumbs up, we're good.]
Wouldn't hot chocolate pancakes be hella soggy??
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[Stop that. Though she's amused as hell watching her, arms crossing over her chest as she tilts her head to think about this new idea.]
I mean, places have done cheesecake pancakes and shit and they ain't soggy. So, like, they could do the same with those?