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“Well, you’ll have to prove you’re more                  qualified for the position than me.”

         ❝  Whaddya want me to do? Eat bugs ?                 Parkour in traffic ? Jump a BUILDING ?                 How reckless are we talking here, babe ? ❞                              This was a contest &                 he was going to WIN.

“Yeah, well, join the club.        You can be Vice President.”

                                                            He does.

The blond boy replied with an unfazed expression.To be fair, the first time had been entirely unintentional, but he’d ended up liking this game (perhaps a little too much). He wasn’t usually the type to annoy people for the fun of it, but something about this particular guy encouraged him to keep on ‘misunderstanding’.

                             If he laughed he died.

  ❝——Please, I know what I’m doing. Oh, really? For a second there I thought you cared.❞

             ❝  ————For the safety of my own ass,                      yeah. Don’t let the possibility of killing us both                       stop ya though. Go ahead, ——drop that in there.                       See what happens, brother.   ❞