Chapter 16. Holding out for a home life

[thebestseller]

Man-twin, pack up your bags. I, among others, have joined the elite ranks of the Guides and now have the illustrious job of welcoming naked people to this crazy hippie commune.

Which means we now get CUSHY SECTION 4 DIGS. Heat. Air. SPACE in which you can conduct your science and play with your star-friend. Let's get going already and into the lap of luxury.

[Hastily added in.]

Boss. Buddy. Pal. Section 4 only has two bedrooms, I'm afraid. So unless you like couches...

Comments

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

What? They actually hired you?! No way--you stud! Journal hi-5!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

I think I might be visiting you two more often.

I take it section 4 wasn't pet-friendly, hm? You left Boss to fend for himself?

*preeeens*

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

I am SUPER-STUDLY. Hi-5, and down low.

I wasn't expecting it, either! Man, this is going to be awesome.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Well, section 4 only has two bedrooms, you see. So unless he likes sleeping on the couch...

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Only two? How chintzy. Well, I suppose that's the price to pay for all the amenities and a room with a view.

A couch is better than in the streets, I suppose.

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

So sad too bad.

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

Yeah yeah don't let it go to your head.

Awesome but that's a lot of naked people viewing in your future.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

You are clearly heartbroken. Devastated, even. However will you cope?

[spandexisyouth]

Congratulations! You can warn people about apples when they first arrive!

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

I think I'll grow my hair long, buy a lot of eyeliner and write songs about it on my guitar.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's not every day I get called a stud. Gotta let it go to my head a LITTLE.

Mmm, I think I'll cope SOMEHOW.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Two with king-size beds, I should add.

Mmm, yes it is. At least it's a nice couch. I think.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's a good point. I'll probably compose a speech to read as they emerge.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Too big for two bachelors both sleeping alone. You should give to the needy among us who could use a larger bed.

I'm sure it is. With a roof over it.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Songs about your eyeliner?

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

Your ego still needs to fit into Section 4. Hey does this make you the 1337?

I can come visit you at your job sometime right? Just to see how my man-twin is coping with the rampant nakedness?

[Or you know steal a cocoon]

[spandexisyouth]

I can help you if you would like!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Maybe all the gratuitous nudity will inspire you to write something.

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

No my tragic past, duh Phantom.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course. The one you barely remember.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Clearly this means angst about that very idea.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Between us, we're sure to come up with something brilliant. We do both so have a way with words.

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

You never know when the bachelor part might change, friend. But in the meantime, I may be able to be persuaded to donate to the less fortunate.

[spandexisyouth]

Splendid! Let me know when you are done with moving and I shall come over and we can work on it together! I look forward to it!

[bloody-pens.livejournal.com]

Ahhh, okay. I'll deflate it a little bit to fit inside our new house.

... yeah, I pretty much am 1337. I'll be guarded whule on duty and everything.

'course you can.