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[shittier]

you are talking to the mayor of being a hot fucking mess, so, that doesn't really mean anything to me

[ his mess is what makes her attracted to him because it's relatable for her. but she definitely questions her judgment after having that clear thought process about it... ]

and it is easy because i don't care

about your mess, i mean. with both face and everything else that comes with you

you're not the biggest pain in my ass so i guess that makes you somewhat likable

<3 he's enjoying this sorry jessica messica

[oorah]

that might be the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me

that is the absolute cutest name and i am here for it

[shittier]

i don't say nice things

sometimes i just say things that are less mean than normal

it's her legal name ok

[oorah]

i kind of like when you're mean anyway

[ oops ]

[shittier]

good, because i don't have a whole lot else going for me

[oorah]

i would disagree with you but you're kind of scary when you want to be.

[ shock surprise another thing he likes ]

[shittier]

going by that logic there were a lot of moments i could have hit you tonight and i didn't, so

i think i deserve a little more credit than that

[oorah]

in your defense there's not a lot of open real estate left. [ to hit, that is. ]

for what it's worth. i do. give you credit.

[ probably nothing, right? she said she didn't care, but he's not sure he believes that either. ]

[shittier]

yeah? for what, exactly?

[oorah]

for doing shit no one else will.

[shittier]

[ sorry, she can't resist this one. ]

you mean like you

[oorah]

you're not like me.

you wish you were like me

[ one day someone will explain how flirting works to frank castle and his reality as he knows it will collapse in on itself like a house of cards. ]

[shittier]

[ she can't tell you how mad she is that this joke went over his head. ]

no

goddammit frank

i meant doing you

sex, you idiot

[oorah]

[ oh... :( well now he's laughing at least. ]

so we're doing this?

[ sound less enthused about it, loser. ]

[shittier]

please tell me

because i've been trying to get that answer out of you all night

[oorah]

oh.

[ he's not used to this ball being in his court!!!! god. ]

unless you want to wait until i'm not one big bruise.

[ but he wants to see her tonight... whatever that means. he sends a third message quickly. ]

do you want to come over?

[shittier]

i do

[ and because he's all ready a bruised banana... ]

but i also don't want to accidentally kill you

[oorah]

no one's ever managed it on purpose so i think we're safe

[ this is a hilarious joke, obviously. have an address of his shitty apartment. it's like maybe 20 blocks from her. ]

[shittier]

what a weird turn of events

[ she honestly didn't think she'd see him again for awhile, but here she is, scrambling around her place tripping over herself as she puts on her boots while still standing. ]

[oorah]

i wish i could say that was the first time a woman has said that to me.

[shittier]

somehow im not surprised
omw

[oorah]

OK

[ what is he doing?? time to panic-clean and brew coffee like an actual crazy person. ]

[shittier]

traffic is ok for once

shouldn't be too long

[ maybe a little longer than she anticipates. she asked the cab driver to stop off real quick, so now shes currently brown bagging it on the way. ]

[oorah]

no rush. i'm not going anywhere.

[ he is freaking tf out but that's another matter entirely. ]

[shittier]

thats what im banking on

[ god, there was so much build up behind this now that she... wait, was she nervous? ]