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[hellablue]

"Hello? Oh, hey. What's up?

Just fucking with you, this is my voicemail. Leave me a message, loser."

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[Text] Someone revoke her 'gear

[strings_theory]

bro

broooooo

did you ever think about what it means if you're here alive when you know you died??????

also i really want ice cream rn

[Text] the jennies are on the way

[hellablue]

the beauty of this shitpost is u dont see the irony
dead chick reporting for duty, have spent many a 4am showers thinking abt it

go get ice cream u fucking dumbass
are u in goldenrod?

[Text] They'll never take me aliiiiive

[strings_theory]

you too? goddamn, dude, how many of us are fuckin dead

don't have anyyyyyy

I could be in, like, a few mins or w/e????

[Text] [jennies intensify]

[hellablue]

maybe were all fucking and this is the coolest afterlife ever but sometimes u earn a second chance and get to go back
shit
thats a theory i guess

only if u want
i was gonna say id get some w/ u but if u have to port or w/e its probs not worth it

[Text]

[strings_theory]

lmfao, i don't think there's gonna be a second chance for me but w/e, this place is a lot better

'm by myself rn anyway, so it's not a huge deal???? 'sides, could use some company atm or w/e

[Text]

[hellablue]

idk, i got shat back into my universe for a while
maybe u could too
like i hope not but shit the fear is real

i mean ok if u want i guess im not ur mom

[Text]

[strings_theory]

uhhhhh, unless someone stopped 'im or something, the universe don't fucking exist anymore for me

i wannaaaaaaaa, tho

[Text]

[hellablue]

well shit that sucks
if it makes u feel better theres a giant time tornado ready to destroy me the second i step foot back home unless my best friend-slash-kind of girlfriend goes back in time to make sure i get shot in the bathroom, forgetting all the dope ass memories we made after reconnecting for fucking years so i have to die thinking she forgot all abt me

[ok that kind of just came out like word vomit]

then do it!!!! fuck dont make me chase u like a puppy
i sent u tiddies isnt that enough dont make it harder

[Text]

[strings_theory]

i mean, yeah, a bit.

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.]

[Text]

[hellablue]

ok so lets stop talking about our delicate fucking feelings and get your ass to goldenrod
teleport > ice cream > tiddies go go go

[Text]

[strings_theory]

fiiiiiiiine

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?

[Text]

[hellablue]

GO GO GO

[TEXT TO ACTION I GUESS?????]

[strings_theory]

[GUESS WHO GOT TO GOLDENROD'S POKEMON CENTER IN RECORD TIME? IT'S THIS BITCH.]

the fuck you at

[Says the idiot bundled up in ten million layers with her houndoom pressed against her side for more warmth.]

[hellablue]

[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!

[strings_theory]

[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.]

[hellablue]

[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.]

After you, girl.

[strings_theory]

[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?

[hellablue]

Ugh, it's etiquette, goddamn it.

[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??

[strings_theory]

And I'd rather you be on my level first instead~

[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?