IC CONTACT | Mask or Menace

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"Hey, you've reached Charlie Maxwell. Leave me a message. Or just text me. I might get back to you faster that way."

Comments

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only vaguely

the party is tomorrow or were you talking about something else

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ohhhh

something else

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is this going in a suggestive direction

i feel like this is going in a suggestive direction

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]>PD

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you'd like me to come up to your room i'm guessing

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maaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe

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i mean if you're not sure i have some errands i could run

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if i wasnt sure i wouldnt take all this time to type out this crap

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calm down i'm on my way

[ He's there in a moment or two. He has no idea what he's gonna find when he opens the door to Bull's room, but he pushes it open all the same ] Bull?

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[You know those pin-ups of girls all tied up with nothing but giant satin bows over their boobs or maybe just their uh. Pelvis?]

[That's about what's on the bed. Except messier, because there's no way in hell the Iron fucking Bull can tie a decent ribbon bow thing. Knots, sure. Bows? Hell no.]

[But hey. He does look pretty smug.]

Hey.

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[ Charlie takes a moment just to... take that sight in.

And then he cracks up laughing. ] Aw, Bull. You didn't have to get me anything.

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I didn't.

Unless you've got a thing for ribbons.

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[ he quirks a brow ]

Well, I can certainly think of a use or two for all that ribbon.

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There you are then. Birthday present.

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You need to work on your bow-tying, big guy.

[ He says as he moves to sit on the edge of the bed and reaches over to... begin untying said bow ]

I also feel I should mention that Ken's gone on his trip until tomorrow.

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Hey, I can do a good knot. You want something tied tight? I've got it. Bows are... ehh.

[He'll prop himself up on his elbows, expectantly.]

Well then. It really is a happy birthday to you.

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Seems I've come to the right place. I would like something tied tight.

[ He tugs the bow free, sliding the ribbon out from around Bull, glancing up with a little smirk ]

Me, namely.

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Uh huh.

Well. In that case...

[Soon as his wrists are freed up, he's going to grab onto Charlie's. Firmly. Carefully.]

Let's get straight to the present, hm?

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[ He will never cease to be amazed at how someone as big as Bull can be so gentle. Still, he lets the Qunari take him by the wrists- he always enjoys letting Bull takes the proverbial reins ]

I think that's a wonderful idea.

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Same here...

[TIME TO RIDE THE BULL, CHARLIE. HERE'S HOPING YOUR RIDE IS LONGER THAN 8 SECONDS.]