Good Afternoon, Desert Bluffs!

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

Earl nodded.  “Lots of people come out of the desert.  …Lots of people don’t.  Sometimes I find them there, wandering.  …Or decomposing.  You must be awfully tough and motivated, to get out on your own.”

         “Ooh! I hardly saw any decomposing bodies at all!” He sounded just a little bit too disappointed at that. “But… thank you! It did take some time…”

(if i made an intern vanessa blog, would anyone follow/interact)

( http://intxrnvanxssa.tumblr.com/ -drops this here- )

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

Earl grinned.  “Well I’m glad you like it.”  He took an apple and leaned back, eating it.  “So…  Where did you come from today?”

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(when im not being a perky douchebag, im off being various bitter douchebags)

Closed Starter for Sunshineandstructure

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

Earl smiled.  “It’s no trouble.  You look like you could use something to eat.  …And I love cooking for people anyway.  Have all you want.”

         “Thank you so much! You’re so nice!” He was quick to grab a chicken strip, nibbling eagerly on it. He’d really picked the right trash can to fall asleep in.

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

        If Kevin had had eyes, they would've lit up at the sight of the snack tray. It reminded him of the buffets Strex used to offer at their quarterly meetings, only better. Earl, however, couldn’t take payment straight out of his next paycheck. He instinctively reached for his missing wallet, before remembering what Earl had already told him. “Oh! Oh my goodness! You didn't have to go to all this trouble…”

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

Earl smiled, heading to the kitchen.  “Sure!  That’s the way I like it, too.  …The only way, honestly.”  He put some coffee on to brew.  “You’re not allergic to anything, are you?  Or is there anything you don’t like the taste of?”

        He tilted his head slightly at Earl’s question. There wasn’t a huge variety of things that one could put in coffee, after all. He wasn’t lactose intolerant, and he was immune to most poisons that could be mixed into liquid. As far as the few poisons that did affect him were concerned, there were definitely worse ways to die than on a kind stranger’s comfortable couch.  “I don't think so?”

(ive missed the past 900 or so mundays, so heres me)

Incorporearl liked for a starter!

Earl smiled.  “…I think so too, most of the time!  The world’s a great place, there are always interesting things all around you if you just open your eyes to them.  Here, have a seat.”  He gestured to the couch.  “What would you like to eat and drink?  I have just about everything.”