003 ↔ and make my time go by

[godmodcomplex]

[ With the past two days in a row of regular milk to take into account, Cable's luck was bound to come to an end eventually. This end comes with the courtesy of Special Milk, which more or less means good times. Or maybe very easy distraction

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[1800deadpoo]

[lol fuck conveniently timed phone calls, Deadpool will just nonchalantly be breaking his way into Cable's house and scrummaging through the fridge]

Hey, Nate, you got any -- uh, shit, what are sick people supposed to eat - any chicken blood around?

[godmodcomplex]

[ Good man, Wade.

Blink.

Blink.

dude did you seriously even just say. there's no way. which rhymes, so that's pretty nifty.

...and why doesn't Mayfield sell chicken blood anywhere? He can't even help his friend out; he sucks. ]

...what?

[1800deadpoo]

Chicken blood, man. Or meds...maple syrup...whatever it is that sick people eat to make themselves feel better. Maybe bacon? Bacon makes everyone feel better. You got any bacon?

[With the chicken blood seemingly a lost cause, Wade will just snag a bottle of water and chug it down. It's been a pretty long while since he'd last been sick, and he's tried to block those memories out.]

[godmodcomplex]

Uhm. I don't think so? [ Or he's pretty sure.

Must... brain. Okay whatever he quits for now. Cable's just gonna stroll on over to the table with his Deadpool doll. goddamn where'd those purple elephants come from 8| ]