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fact: the poseur in the bowler gets shot first
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‶ time is money. make it fucking quick.
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I'm simply returning your shitty horror story!
[maybe he doesn't want you to go to bed either... not that he likes you or anything...]
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k tell me more about the chum ritual sacrifice and make it scary
[♥]
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Some only see land for brief stops to refill the tank with gas and that's that.
Of course, there's always a mix of sea-farers who drive the chartered vessels while the nerds do their business in the ocean.
Sometimes, they can't go back to shore for weeks and weeks.
So what else are you supposed to do when your supply of bait runs low and you are expected to make a deadline for your doctumentary.
How could you possibly tell the incredibly world famous narrator you have no footage, because you ran out of chum and couldn't fish up anymore because of the dire lack of bait?
Late at night, after the decision is made, most of them will turn to the captain of the ship or the deckhands.
There are plenty of tools to do the job with.
Fishhooks.
Wire.
Camera gear.
Various heavy items such as oars and drink coolers.
Anything for the hungry sharks circling deep below, waiting for the inevitable human remains.
In the end, it's just the natural order of events out on the water.
When you are faced with strict film requirements such as great white shark breaches that happen in mere milliseconds, you get desperate; frightened.
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Jesse scoffs at his screen as he scrolls down, eventually dropping his palm pilot so he can bury his face in his hands. How did he find an image like that?! Did he make it? Shoulders are shaking on quiet laughter from where he's laying in bed. He picks his phone back up...
Typing, typing...]
Fucking terrifying
I'll be seeing Attenborough's face in my dreams for the next week
Just before he throws me overboard for a late deadline
Kinda sounds like some people I used to work with now that you mention it
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hiruma tries to keep things light.]
The people you used to work with would let a giant green bird hump the side of your head?
Ouch, get outta dodge.
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[someone has never seen the video.]
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LOL THAT'S THE FIRST THING WE'RE WATCHING TOMORROW.
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[HE WANTS TO WATCH WITH YOU.]
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You don't go looking for it, I want to show you.
Understand?????
It'll be much more funny.
[just to make sure.............]
If your laugh is fake, I will know.
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Shit... i'm typing it in
Something's loading
can't... can't stop myself.......
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but really how would you tell if I cheated? Now I'm curious
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Other than that, you're especially easy for me to read.
Your real laugh is different.
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well
It's more fun to watch things with you so it don't matter
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but he only realizes he's laughing quietly into an empty room (—since when?) after he glances over to see expansive, barren space, instead of another set of bunk beds. there used to be a time when a simple knock on the wall by his bed could could reassure him that someone's less than two feet away.
always a racket, no matter how soft the sound. if only separated by paper thin gyprock.]
Yeah.
It's fucking boring up here.
Ritzy as hell, hard to complain, but I could hear a pin drop across the room; it's unnaturally quiet.
Perhaps they have soundproofed this place, or there may be some future noise-cancellation shit.
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Background noise could help you sleep
TV, music, something
But I know what you mean
I got used to sharing and now this whole apartment is mine
It's weird
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[part of him wonders if jesse's done that himself.]
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It was cool. I had an entire house to myself.
Could party whenever...
[In other words, it was just as lonely as this.]
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[ah, right. drug dealer. hiruma wonders about the cost of living in albuquerque.]
Tell me about it.
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It belonged to my aunt. She died and my parents stole it from me. but I totally stole it back.
[He does miss that house sometimes. There was a reason why he never wanted to go in the first place.]
They used me cooking my product there as a reason to kick me out, so I used that as a reason to keep them from selling to anyone else
[Clever, huh? Well, he thought so anyway.]
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jesse's existing family sounds brutal, which makes his nose wrinkle. it's not exactly a peppy topic, but he feels a strong pull to ask him more. off-record, of course. he'll delete these texts... commit them to memory. the safest spot for them.]
Guess that'd pretty much shred their insurance on it.
I ain't the best authority on how family works, but isn't stealing from your child a fucking faux-pas?
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They're douchebags
My little brother was cool, a good kid
Wish I didn't have to stop seeing him too when they cut ties. I think I knew they'd never want anything to do with me again when my dad more or less told me to fuck off after I got clean.
[Oof... this conversation went places.]
Did you live with yours?
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[jesse wouldn't want him to apologize, so he doesn't — not that he ever would in the first place. pitying someone is the worst kind of hands-off torture. he's also discovering a lot he didn't know. a little brother, huh.
might explain how he's so good with children.
he decides the next question is best answered honestly; there's no sense lying to someone who can read your bullshit.]
I lived with my father for a short time, but I left before jr high.
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