call me out, bruh.

[hoovers]

text, prompt, whatever. bring it on.

© monarchy

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Mostly. Don't want the kids thinking their big brother ditched them. They have to deal with that too much already with Frank.

[clearasil]

They're lucky you're even thinking that way

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Gross. Don't get sentimental on me.

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You must think you're adorable

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I'd rather know what you think.

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Why do you care?

setting this somewhere around 3x07/3x08 idek what i'm doing

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"I'd like to propose a toast to the Boy Scouts of America, for teaching my little brother how to build a goddamn fire without sending the whole neighborhood up in flames."

Hear, hear. Lip takes a swig of the beer in his hand, briefly raised high in the air. This is the life. Shit's been crazy for the good ol' Gallagher boys lately -- Mandy's being ... Mandy, all clingy and living with him and everything, and Lip knows something probably went down between Ian and Mickey because the kid's been acting nuts. The Milkoviches have an impeccable way of royally screwing things over big time for the Gallaghers. It feels like one of those ... laws of nature at this point. Some things are just meant to be.

Lip and Ian pretty much fucking deserve this night of roughing it in the woods, away from it all. They deserve the case of alcohol and small stash of joints he snagged from the ice cream truck just as much.

[sats]

Are you trying to turn down the pursuit of knowledge? I'm shocked. I thought you were reformed.

[clearasil]

Way to make me sound like some education warrior wtf

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Nope, but I bet that'd be pretty adorable.

[clearasil]

You wouldn't be the least bit scared?

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Please. I've handled worse.

[clearasil]

If you're flirting with me you should be reminded that I am an asshole
If you're not the statement still stands

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Wow, thanks for that completely shocking reminder. How could I ever have forgotten?

[clearasil]

I don't know how you could even forget that kind of blatantly obvious thing but I like to remind people from time to time

[sats]

At least you own up to it. But there are a shitload of worse things you could be than an asshole.

please excuse any s3 rustiness!!

[seamen]

"Better to thank the neighborhood kids who were pawning off lighters for fruit roll-ups at age eight," Ian returns with a half-hearted toast before downing part of the bottle, paying more attention to the sweet relief of alcohol than whatever Lip is saying. Honestly, they haven't been drinking enough to cover half the shit that's been going on. Things are crazy, and they keep on getting crazier; that's basically the Gallagher motto.

Maybe it's in their genes, too, that need to get away for a while. It's not like they're running away, not like their parents—it's just one night of forgetting about bouncing between homes, about Mickey and his asshole father—one night of acting like the teenagers they are.

"If only Frank hadn't fucked up our tent, we could pretend we're having the whole camping experience." They have their sleeping bags, at least, and it wouldn't be the first time they've had only that and the stars to sleep under. Maybe the first time willingly.

[clearasil]

Well yeah I like to keep it real most of the time

[sats]

Believe me. Realness is firmly in tact.
What are you doing right now?

[clearasil]

Watching reality shows about people antiquing. Why?

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Wow. Just wondered and incorrectly assumed you'd be doing something at least mildly interesting.

[clearasil]

Wow sorry I couldn't be more entertaining
Anyway fuck you American Pickers is a great show

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So edgy, with your fuck yous and your American Pickers. I've been wounded.

[clearasil]

Who said I was trying to be edgy? I am the opposite.

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So you're a non-edgy asshole. Got it.