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 Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:02 pm
He was going to smother Otto. That was what was going to happen he was just going to smother Otto with a pillow.
"You," said Chance delicately. "are a s**t and I'm going to kill you."
He reached over and looped an arm around Otto's neck, digging his fingers into his hair in a noogie. "You're such a ******** holy s**t I hate you."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:05 pm
Chance would never trust him with a movie ever again. Sad, but worth it. He amused even as he was given a noogie, though hr fought against it with a grouchy tone. He grabbed the man's arms, trying to pry him off. "Seriously, you ain't never heard of the Titanic?!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:10 pm
"What do you want from me, I lived under the Detroit equivalent of a rock!" Chance said indignantly, relinquishing his grasp after a few seconds, but leaving an arm draped over Otto. "I mean, I've heard of the ship from history books, but I wasn't sure if it was the same thing okay."
He stuck out his tongue childishly. "I thought maybe it was like about robots or something."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:12 pm
Otto stared up at Chance with a growing look of disbelief. "Robots?" He said with a smile frozen in time. "Robots...." He laughed again.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:15 pm
"Shaddup," Chance said, digging his fingers into Otto's sides. "Holy s**t, you're the worst you ******** ******** he just wanted to see robots okay don't judge him, Otto.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:17 pm
Otto was in tears. "I wish I'd just made you watch it, now! Three hours of waiting for ******** ROBOTS!" He howled, splayed over Chance in a mess of amused laughter. "I can't! I'm ********' dyin' here, Oh my God!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:23 pm
"Glad you think it's so funny," Chance growled. He finally gave in, reached over, snagged a pillow, and promptly whacked it against Otto's ******** class="quote">bittiface
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:26 pm
"It is funny." Otto grabbed the pillow and tried to wrestle it away. "If the Titanic had been an Autobot, the iceburg wouldn't have won."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:31 pm
Chance stubbornly held firm to the pillow, arms wrapped around it.
"You're not gonna win either, at this rate."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:35 pm
Otto's face scrunched in irritation, but then an idea struck. Distraction tactic 101. He leaned up and kissed Chance, but still tugged at the pillow.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:39 pm
He was sure that Otto was going to either punch him, noogie him, or maybe just try and smack him again, so the kiss was unexpected. Chance's expression was one of outrage, but it rapidly melted into a pleased hum, his grasp loosening just a little on the pillow.
"So not playing fair," he muttered.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:42 pm
And Otto swiped the pillow. He almost wanted to run out of the room with it, but he was in a Hotel in a city he knew little about. So sadly, running away with the pillow served little good to him. Instead, he laid it on Chance's torso, laid his head upon it, and put on Titanic because why the ******** not. "Ready for robots?" "Also spoiler; the ship sinks." As if that wasn't obvious from the very start of the film's underwater scenes.
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:47 pm
He let out a whining noise.
"Mean," Chance mumbled, but he settled his arm back down around Otto and slid his other beneath his own head, propped up just enough to see. The bed was undeniably comfortable, even with certain people being obnoxious.
"Shhhhh you're interrupting the movie," said Chance delicately, putting a hand lightly over Otto's mouth. "Also that necklace is huge, holy s**t, who would even wear that?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:48 pm
Otto smirked under the hand, and gently whispered; " Rich people."
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Posted: Mon Jul 20, 2015 5:53 pm
He snorted, hand going back to Otto's waist.
"This old lady has some serious bling going on."
Approximately ten minutes later, Chance added, "Ten bucks says that one pretty dude is gonna try and get into rich girl's pants. Or dress. Or maybe he just wants the necklace for himself."
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