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Date: 2022-11-09 03:16 am (UTC)
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give it a try, carrie, you can't look worse.

Date: 2022-11-11 03:50 pm (UTC)
otherbitches: from driving ✌ (fuck it)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
[ Excuse??? ]

form, function, style, harrington.
miss your polo collection?

Date: 2022-11-11 05:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] otherbitches
yeah. i dont like to feel
constrained :)

[ And god knows its not HIS style, but sometimes, yeah, he could go for a fucking sweater in this place. ]

theyre not for me. but if you like looking like a dad practicing his golf swing
go for it, tiger.

Date: 2022-11-11 08:56 pm (UTC)
otherbitches: (come again again)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
quit worrying about my nipples, harrington.
but yeah. id kill for my jacket.
the leather one.
[ Some survivors are more special than others, Steven. They get more sweaters. ]

yeah. at least you have a regular amount of limbs.
[ The 'buddy' is annoying: who is this Steve Harrington? One harder to coax into anger, which, is strangely off-putting at times. Like that extra time alive gave Steve the upper-hand. ]
Edited Date: 2022-11-11 08:56 pm (UTC)

Date: 2022-11-12 06:09 pm (UTC)
otherbitches: (serious stare)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
id rather freeze my nipples off than wear your church boy sweater.

[ Bold words from someone who's chronically cold. Sunny California, where art thou? Not that it'll get him to button his shirt if he can help it. ]

what? jesus. no.
it was a dig at the dredge.

Date: 2022-11-12 09:19 pm (UTC)
otherbitches: from driving ✌ (down and out)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
its not that bad when youre running.

[ He still has his pride, Steve! For now. But the ever-crushing weight of eternal damnation grows heavier everyday. But, you can't survive killers if you ain't cute! ]

yeah the thing with
fucking
infinite limbs.

Date: 2022-11-15 02:49 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] otherbitches
i do know how to button my jacket harrington.
since youre so fucking concerned


[ It doesn't help much in Ormond though. It's a jean jacket in Fog Canada! But sometimes David pops in with a bare chest; Billy's not about to be a major bitch baby about it. ]

yeah. its just fucking gross.
it ever
eat you?

Date: 2022-11-15 03:27 am (UTC)
otherbitches: (car talk)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
fuck off, harrington.

[ Jackass. The leather jacket would make all the difference if he had it — sort of. He spent one winter in Hawkins before his death, and he was miserable every day of it. You're not going to catch this hot dumbass in gloves. ]

what
the fuck do you mean you dont remember
Edited Date: 2022-11-15 03:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] otherbitches
yeah. during.
i remember some afterwards.
id remembered if i'd gotten eaten by the dredge

you hit your head one too many times, harrington?

🎀💓

Date: 2022-11-26 05:10 am (UTC)
otherbitches: (come again again)
From: [personal profile] otherbitches
[ All of that is fucking weird. Weird as shit. Who forgets getting sucked into a monster's maw? Billy takes the plate mention with some chagrin. Yeah, maybe he played a part in Steve's brain damage. Yeesh.

That's above Billy's pay grade. And they aren't friends. They hate each other. Or maybe Billy hates Steve, and Steve's some six+ months older mystery. Billy still hasn't gotten around to asking what happens after he dies. Doesn't really want to know. Or ask. Jesus. All of this is fucked. ]


i can give it another shot. try knocking some screws back into place.
enjoy your shower, harrington. you need it.
dont get stabbed.

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