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 Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 5:31 pm
Chel tried pressing a few buttons, unsure of what she was doing at all. All the text was so small and blurry, she wasn't sure what most of it said. It took some silent focusing to make the letters wisen up. "Ighhh," she mused, "We'll see man. Depends on how long I can do it."
She perked up considerably when Chris mentioned pictures. "Pictures? How I do that?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:08 pm
"Hell naw I'm not sixty-ninin' nuthin'!" Dawson protested goodnaturedly. His phone was still up, but the screen was off; he was watching their faces, enjoying reactions from the sidelines. "But yeah you can upload pictures n' stuff. Guess erryone's lucky they'll get plenty a'ya'll's purdy faces."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:39 pm
"Spoilsport."
He squinted at his own phone, still new enough that he had to remind himself how to do things before he could be an authority on it. "Uh, you just open up the thing like yer gonna write a post, and at the bottom there's a button that looks like a camera. Click it and you can add a picture that you took."
He took a super unflattering picture of Chel sprawled across them, taken at the worst possible angle. "Like how I'mma post this s**t right the ******** now."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 6:56 pm
"I look ********' hot at all times so ********' do it," she encouraged him. He could have taken a picture of her naked with "I <3 Jesus" written on her body and Chel wouldn't have cared even a little.
Chel rolled onto her back, so her elbows dug into Chris' legs and Dawson had a nice view of her non-existant butt. "So like this?" she asked, pointing the camera nearly up Chris' nose, and then posting it to the account. Very mature.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 7:17 pm
He was a Good Boy. He tugged his gaze back down to his phone instead and sighed, asking himself if it really was a good idea subjecting himself to this.
"Yeah, like that." Dawson pushed himself to his feet. "Ya'll look like ya got a handle on things n' won' burn somethin' down, so m'gonna see myself out. Got a shift in ten." More like in an hour, but he felt weird being the audience to the cousin's show--especially in light of recent events. "Not like it matters now, yeah?" he added with a little grin as he wiggled his phone. "Couldn' 'scape ya if I tried."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 7:33 pm
Chris's expression fell as Dawson got up, Chel's picture immediately forgotten. He'd thought at least s**t was getting back to normal. A little. But something felt off with the way he was leaving. "We'll come with you and keep you company, bro. My next shift's not for a couple hours."
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 8:04 pm
Chel immediately shifted her weight into her hips and pressed down on Dawson with all the sun strength she could muster so he was effectively trapped under her.
"Skip yer duties. ******** 'em we're more important." She continued tapping on her phone, because she realized that both Abbi and Jack were on here too. "What's an emoji?"
As per usual, Chel was being entirely selfish.
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 11:53 pm
Dawson appeared mildly dumbfounded to be both pinned down and then suggested to that skipping duties was remotely possible. A small knot of anxiety roped around his heart at the idea, but then again he had more time than he had told them; the only thing he was guilty of now was feeling petty satisfaction knowing he was wanted. It was also hard not to notice Chris' crestfallen expression. Or the fact that he was pinned down by Chel's hips.
He started to blush and cleared his throat. "Alrigh', just a bit longer," he conceded, adjusting his cap. "Uh. Emoji's just some word for emotes, right? Like Japanese or whatever. Phone's got some new ones I ain't ever seen before."
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 7:29 pm
"Smiley faces!" Chris said with excitement, which may have been aided by Dawson not running away. "I haven't figured out how to get them yet, though. I want them."
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Posted: Thu Feb 19, 2015 10:21 pm
"Mmm- I'll ask Abbi. Bet she'd know." A long, painful sentence later and the deed was done. Lots of hearts would now litter the twitterspace.
Dawson's impatience didn't go unnoticed. "Why you tryin' ta run D-man? You hate us or somethin'?" There might have been a frowny face in his direction.
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Posted: Fri Feb 20, 2015 1:26 am
"What?" He was offended at the very idea of hating anything at all. "Naw, I just don' like it when I get yelled at fer bein' late..."
He took his phone back out for a buffer against the frowny face but didn't read the screen; the glimpses of emoticons now filling the Twitterspace brought a little smile to his face in turn, though he tried to surreptitiously nudge Chel's hips off him just for breathing room. "Not real used to just, y'know...sittin' here with ya both. Ya'll're on some sync thing on another level." It was difficult to explain aloud.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2015 6:26 pm
Chris shot him a matching frown, but couldn't help nodding a bit in understanding. "Wonder twin powers, activate," he said very seriously, gently knocking his knuckles against Chel's forehead.
It absolutely was not the first time either of them had heard they existed in their own world of two. "We'll try not to leave you too far outta the loop, bruh. We want you to hang with us."
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