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[deadnerve]

hey big boy

[wicka]

Do u wanna go out sometime

[deadnerve]

for food?

[wicka]

For whatever
What do u like

[deadnerve]

pizza?
do u like pizza

[wicka]

Pretty sure everybody likes pizza
Wanna go tonight

[deadnerve]

sure
i was gonna hang in the arcade a bit too
you wanna meet there?

[wicka]

I can do that yea

[ ... ]

Just to be clear I'm asking u on a date

(1/2)

[deadnerve]

[deadnerve]

you know this is devon right
like ur not misfiring this meant for someone else?

[wicka]

Yea it's for u

U can just say no it's fine

[deadnerve]

[...]

i'm not saying no dipshit

[wicka]

Well u could

I'll meet u at the arcade then

[deadnerve]

well i'm not gonna

see u there

[wicka]

[ Huh. It worked? ]

See u

[ That's where he'll be in a while, hands in the pockets of his jacket. He searches the arcade for Devon, where he at. ]

[deadnerve]

[Devon is beating the shit out of the paddles of a pinball game, hopping up and down and cursing whenever it doesn't go the way he wants it to - looking up only after a beat, shoulders slumped in defeat as his ball recycles and his attention shifts to Dom.]

Hey. You good at pinball? I need to beat Neon's score.

[wicka]

[ rip to Devon's game. Shrugging, ]

I guess. Why do you need to beat his score?

[deadnerve]

'Cause he's a nerd.

[Huffing, but turning away from the machine to better tend to Dom - he looks him over, almost expectantly.]

Knock him down an' I'll blow you right here, right now.

[wicka]

Can we wait to do that until after we've had dinner?

[ He's pretty sure that's how dates work. ]

[deadnerve]

I still want you to knock him down the list.

[Excuse him while he manhandles Dom in front of the machine, hands on Dom's hips as he stands behind him.]

[wicka]

I'm not good at this game, dude.

[ So be prepared for disappointment, especially when there's a pair of hands on his hips that are pretty distracting. Dom puts up a good fight, but Neon's name stands tall on the high score table by the time he gives up. ]

Told you.

[deadnerve]

[Devon squeezes Dom's sides, but then ducks under his arm to shove his way back in front of him as if being closer will help him comprehend the score. He groans loudly, head lolling back, and then leans back against Dom.]

Fuck. Man, he's gonna brag about this forever.

[wicka]

Only if you tell him.

[ He says, not particularly uncomfortable with the switch in their respective positions. At least Devon isn't being overtly sexual in the middle of the arcade (anymore)? He's curious about his relationship with the Neon guy, though. ]

Are you guys from the same place?

[deadnerve]

I don't have to, he's gonna see he's still...

[Gesturing at the screen. Sulking.]

Yeah, yeah. He's part of my - well, a few months ago we were brothers 'cause of this place. But we are from the same place. Raíz's family.

[wicka]

You were brothers? Like adopted or something?

Wait — whose family?