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“ first felony of its kind. ” conny chuckled “ at least in northlake. ” though there were a lot of firsts that hadn’t still been reached in northlake. blake would probably be the first australian man hunt in northlake as well. at least conny thought he was australian, he didn’t know really. “ yeah, you’re counting ” he answered, though most of his focus was on making sure his stance was steady. on three he pulled hard on the tent pole, making a small face as he did. a moment later it popped apart and conny nearly fell backwards. nearly. thankfully he only stumbled. holding up the half in his hand, then looking over to blake’s he asked “ okay so, which part is our’s? ”

“ they’ll come looking for it if they need it. ” conny decided, it was meant to be a reassurance, but it come out as a decision that they didn’t need to worry about trying to return it. last thing conny wanted was more work. “ yeah, i got it. ” he confirmed, gripping the other end of the pole, even adjusting his stance a little as if to prove that he was all over it. he nodded, waiting for the countdown to begin.

letting his arms fall conny ended up donning the marquee cover as more of a cape tan anything else, awkwardly hanging off his shoulders as he looked over at the issue that blake was having. “ you steal someone else’s marquee part? ” he asked, glancing over the instructions as blake did and looking at the pole in his hand. shrugging off his cape cover he offered his hand out. sure, he didn’t have anywhere near the strength the jock did, and his skinny limbs were proof of that, but four arms would be better than two, right? “ team work makes the dream work, right? ” he offered, though if this was a dream he didn’t want to imagine a nightmare.

knees buckled only slightly, stepping forward to regain balance and get away from the backpack before he realised who it was. and seeing as there were no other jocks around, it seemed fine. “ not gonna start with the celine dion thing, i don’t even wanna know, but, does it have to be pizza? my sister’s working, i don’t wanna like, actually pay her to do shit for me. seems demeaning. ”

conny chuckled at her insistence, holding up his hands in teasing surrender “ alright, alright, no buts. ” he agreed with a nod of his head, though if billie or blake were working, he’d be sure to make sure she didn’t pay. “ should we go now? ”

brows raised for a second but grin remained. “ yeah, i’m down. ” he agreed, as casually as he could. even if it was far too cold for ice cream, if corina wanted to share one with him he certainly wouldn’t say no. “ like old times, ” he commented, though really, wasn’t that long ago that they’d done it.

conny laughed, picturing corina trying to have a conversation with a bat over a sundae. “ well, the bat doesn’t get an employee discount. i might be able to rig a friends and family one for you guys but it’s not gonna be as good. plus, not much of a talker and i recall, just today, you were saying you missed my talking so, double missing out. ” he joked, not really realising what he was implying.

thankfully conny managed to swallow the nervous burp those words caused and turned it into a chuckle instead. it seemed like she was joking anyway, trying to hid laughter at her own joke in the book, so he joked too “ well, you’re in luck ‘cause i don’t generally bring a baseball bat to school and think coach would get pretty pissed if i stole one. maybe the bat can walk you home tomorrow. ” 

“ two. three if you could photography club but no one even shows up for that. ” conny corrected quickly with a chuckle, though if you counted yearbook photography and tutoring (which conny didn’t) he was then at five, one for each day of the school week. which was a lot, really. “ if i say he’s not does that change your mind? ” he asked, light laugh following the question.

he clicked his fingers as he swung his arm, acting as though he was well and truly disappointed that he’d been so close. “ it’s always the ‘s’ names. susan, sharon, sandra, si... ” he trailed off for a moment trying to think of another ‘i’d like to speak to your manager name “ sybil. ” he came to after a second, though he didn’t think he’d even met someone named sybil. he nodded at her thanks, appreciative but it was his job. not like he’d be an ass about it. “ however, question. if it was a towel, where did the feathers come from? ”

cue a stomach flip. grin quickly found its way onto his features as he tried to push down any kind of dorky reaction that may have naturally formed. “ yeah? ” he responded, before he looked away again and continued “ i’m glad. ” with a nod. a moment passes and then he asks “ did you need me to walk you home today? ” he was supposed to be doing something for tech crew but he’d skip it.

“ it’s still the virus. it’s still a living bacteria. they’re still giving you the flu. ” conny rebutted, now that he knew had at least been partially right. “ say your body is so fucked it cant even make the antibodies to fight the inactive flu, then when you run into the actual flu you’ve already got the virus throughout your body just like ready to go, just needs to be switched on. ” he wasn’t anti-flu shot, he’d already had his, just anti telling people that its their fault if you get sick. “ maybe you should wear one of those mask things? they always have them at the doctors, you could just steal a bunch. ” he suggested, genuinely trying to be helpful. “ could probably grab one of those giant hand sanitiser dispensers while you’re at it, they’ve probably got heaps of those. ”

conny gave a slow nod of his head, it’d been unspoken but of course he’d look out for corina. like he’d look out for his family. “ maybe i should start carrying it around twenty four seven, ” he suggested, joining her with a chuckle and small smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “ i don’t know how it’d go at work, ” he added with another chuckle. “ balancing plates with a baseball bat under one arm. ”

“ and here i thought i was doing you a favor. ” he played along with a small, melodramatic sigh. though he had been glad for the distraction from his thoughts for a moment, her questioning didn’t surprise him. “ flickering between how rami malek didn’t have to go that hard on bohemian rhapsody but he did that for us. ” he didn’t wanna get into the gloomy shit right away “ and i don’t know, everything that’s been going on in town, i guess. kinda feels like the middle of a netflix crime documentary. a lot of shit things are happening but you know nothing. you know? ”