like. the paper backups are all just a distraction for the actual real hack.
“I am a good boy Miss Moss and for you to imply
that I’m some kind of drugged up fuck boy is,
quite frankly, offensive” he said feigning indignation
shaking his head “which is obviously a total lie, so
fuck it. Let’s be bad” he finally said with a large grin
spreading across his sharp features.
A loud roared laugh sounded
at his teasing as she shook her
head, blonde waves bouncing.
“You actually had me there for
like. A fifth of a second,” she
said, pulling out her little ladybug
pipe and opening up her pill bottle
of weed. Patting the seat next to
her, she grinned up at him and
got to work. “I wish I had a grinder.
My fingers get all sticky when I
have to break them apart by hand.”