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 Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2018 1:38 pm
Joining Katie when she was on pizza delivery duty wasn't particularly interesting, but it was a good way to kill time and sometimes if they were lucky, they'd deliver to a frat party that they could swipe a few beer or bottles from that they could sip on later when her shifts were over.
Plus it gave him opportunity to get a glimpse into the party life he was current avoiding, besides catching the eyes of a few girls here and there.
Really, he was itching to do work on his car but the parts weren't due for a few days and that meant he had nothing actively planned and Katie had hit him up and he had no reason to deny her.
Besides, there was a free pizza involved somewhere. Probably. Usually.
"C'mon, can't this hunk of junk go any faster? My grandma drives faster than this," he whined, seat completely reclined back and long legs resting on her dash as he busied himself with scrolling through his phone or glancing idly out the window.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2018 9:34 am
Katie was in peak comfort zone--one hand steering the Mom Van casually, the other clicking through the music on her phone to find something upbeat and sassy to listen to on their pizza journey. She settled on P!nk, (but really, when didn't she want to listen to P!nk?) and leaned back into the worn out bucket seats, shrugging her shoulders in time with the beat.
She feigned offense at a stop light, kicking up her pizza-embroidered baseball cap. "Listen. Listen. The Battlewagon won't be rushed by God or man, she goes at precisely the pace she means to, alright? We're carrying precious cargo here. And if your grandma is anything like you, well--she probably drives like a maniac."
But the seed was planted, and when the light turned green, Katie stomped on the pedal with everything she had, rocketing herself and the rest of the van forward with the engine squealing. Katie screamed in delight until she heard something lurch in the back seat, and then her expression blanched.
"Uh. There's an extra cheesy bread in the back," she stammered, putting two hands on the wheel. She was technically correct about the cheesy bread--some of it was in its box, and some of it was on the back seat, thrown back by the sudden acceleration, and the cup of marinara was rolling around in the space between the seats, a mess of a problem for future Katie but one she didn't yet notice.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2018 2:06 pm
Austin didn't need to look over to roll his eyes at the driver. "Look, Katie, I get it. I know I'm like super valuable cargo but driving a little faster wouldn't hurt," he insisted, shifting do that he could sit up a little and look at her from over his knee. "Don't talk s**t about mamaw, she's a saint."
He pretended to be offended, hand pressed to his chest and lips pursed into a frown.
"And she doesn't, it's an Austin Lynch special." A wave of his hand and he was back to messing with his phone. This time he had tinder up, swiping mostly left at a rapid pace through the girls that flicked across his screen. Occasionally there was a swipe right and the tapping of thumbs against the surface.
Still, he fumbled with his phone when Katie tried to peel off, laughter filling the van when her actual precious cargo careened forward and made quite a mess.
"Like extra as in it's for us or extra as in, there's lots of cheese on it?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 9:22 am
"Please, Lynch," Katie snorted, looking sidelong at the gaggle of limbs that had somehow fit its way into the passenger's seat. "The only way you count as precious cargo is if the Destiny City Zoo finds out I've been taking a human girafffe with me on pizza runs."
The redhead considered his question by searching her rear view mirror for answers, not sure what she was expecting to see. "Yes, and...yes," she nodded, settling back in to her usual stately driving pace. . She glanced back towards the pizza zone and saw a smattering of cheesy bread rolls garnishing her backseat, like overlarge and extra carby sprinkles, and reached back for one that hadn't yet hit the ground. On her return to the wheel, she glanced over at Austin's phone, making a muffled noise of disgust behind her cheese-filled mouth."
"Did I really see you swipe left on that contour? Are you out of your mind? That girl was radiant. Sun kissed. Sun. Kissed." Her phone was plugged in to a little stand by her wheel, and told her to go right, so she turned right in a wide, generous arc. "Why are you so picky? I would take that girl to McDonalds and let her order off the dollar menu. You know, all romantic like."Nuxaz Forgive me I'm phone tagging
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2018 9:22 am
"Yeah, yeah, like you're not a rhino driving the escape car for the giraffe convict escapee," Austin retorted, tone dripping with sarcasm and fondness for the ginger in the driver's seat. His hand was waved, almost dismissively of her insult before he was back to swiping left or right (but mostly left).
He could not, however, ignore the snarfing of bread that his companion was doing.
"Gross. No wonder you don't hook up with girls in that back seat." But Austin reached over the seat too, using his long limbs to snag some cheese bread for himself too. Teeth tore into the piece and he took his time chewing.
"She looked like a clinger. I don't do clingy, you know that Gaytie," he drawled, making a point to show her the next attractive girl on his phone. "Like, look at this. She's the type of girl who's pretending she's down to party but she's hoping to dig her nails in and keep you. Pass."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2018 11:15 pm
"Excuse you, you forgot to say a majestic rhino," Katie countered, wiping parmesan from the side of her mouth. "I'm like...the unicorn of the savanna. I am unparalleled." She played at offense, but there was no hiding the snicker in her voice, the way her eyes crinkled when she was amused.
She did look when he showed her his phone, but only for a moment--she still had to vaguely focus on the road. "Yeah, you know what's really gross? How you can pass on that, and still find girls that are into that mop you call a haircut. It's unfair. Straight dudes get their pick of every hottie in this town, but the only girls I can find are taken, or in their 40s, or so, so unfortunately heterosexual." Katie sighed, taking another bite of her cheesy bread. "I'm just saying, it's hard out here. I want snuggles, I get struggles, and you're sitting over here worried about if she's gonna catch feelings."
"Besides, I kiss plenty of girls in the back of the Battlewagon," she retorted, wagging her bread at him before scarfing down the last bite. "Just not lately. Been busy with work and stuff." Being a part time super hero had it perks, but it ate into her time more than usual, even with school being out for the summer, even with Katie on academic probation. With that reminder that she was failing at most everything that wasn't pizza delivery, she let the easy rhythm of their banter fall into silence, focusing on the road.
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2018 10:30 am
"There's nothing majestic about a Rhino," Austin clapped back, his voice low and without even bothering to glance towards the driver as he chewed on his piece of cheesy bread. The onslaught of attempted insults had the man laughing, the piece of bread lodging in his throat in a manner that resulted in a lot of coughing and some pounding on his chest until he could swallow the damn thing.
"First. Gross. I don't want to hear about your attempted shagging in this mom van." He made a face, accompanied by a gagging sound. "P A S S." The last bite was popped into his mouth and he was careful about chewing it completely before swallowing the piece down.
"Second, I'm a catch. A short term catch for the lucky babe who wants to get laid." It was no secret that he had a great package, for the curious.
"Either way, let's drop this last delivery and crash one of the sorority parties. It's got all the things we like; free booze and hot girls. Maybe there'll be a lesbo or two for you."
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2018 11:36 pm
"Hey man, my van, my rules. You can tell me all about whatever nasty-a** business you get into when you drive, but until then, the conversation is set to nonstop lesbian cougars. It's the price you pay for cheesy bread."
She pulled into the driveway of some comfortably middle-class home and jerked the gear into park, hopping out with the keys still in the ignition for a touch-and-go pizza drop-off. Technically, her shift didn't end until 11, but the idea of a sorority party was tempting. So very tempting. She considered it while she opened the back seat, her hand hovering over the pizza box. And then, resolutely, she nodded, sliding the pizzas into one arm.
"Group full of girls lives together, at least one of 'em's gonna be gay. Pick some greek letters and get us navigation on a house and we're there." With that, Katie slid the door shut and jogged her way up to the front door, delivery barely on her mind. The night was still young and there would be plenty pizzas to deliver tomorrow. For now, she had excuses to make, a shift to ditch, and girls to woo.
This was gonna be one hell of a night.
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