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[leylined]

I feel like Batman.

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[leylined]

[He yelps and shoves Kavinsky back, finally fishing the can out and trying to get what little's left of it all over the other boy.] He especially likes ham and catching bugs downstairs. You sure it isn't a traitor?

[fucking_kavinsky]

He sure as fuck isn't a traitor and he's only eating your ham so I can blame you when he turns into a carnivorous bird and eats all the rest of you. [He empties out the rest of his beer on Adam, too] You smell like a drunk!

[leylined]

I can honestly say that the soda smell's actually an immprovement on you, though.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Look who's talking, grease stain.

[leylined]

A lot of people like the smell of a body shop. Not seeing a downside here.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Fuck you. [He does like that smell, but he's not about to admit it. Instead, he takes his shirt off and tosses it on Adam's head, then heads for fridge to get another beer] I smell better than all of you bitches!

[leylined]

[Adam just snorts and snaps his fingers in the air mockingly, tossing Kavinsky's shirt and stripping out of his as well. He follows Kavinsky to get another soda.] What scale are we using?

[fucking_kavinsky]

[He throws a soda at Adam's head. He isn't sure if Adam will catch it or not, but hey, whatever. Then he goes to dunk his head in the sink and get the sticky out, at least] The scale goes from worst to best, so... Parrish to Kavinsky. Obviously.

[leylined]

[He does manage to catch it and checks Kavinsky's shoulder while he taps the top of the can a few times before opening it. Not a single drop comes bursting out.]

This system is flawed and heavily biased. We can't use that as a metric.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Kavinsky kicks out behind himself and catches Adam's leg, then flips his hair back, getting Adam wet as he straightens himself out] Of course we can. It's not biased. The world knows I'm better than you are.

[leylined]

[He trips a bit but doesn't fall. Some of the soda does spill out onto the counter, though and he grimaces when he's hit with water.] I highly doubt that.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[And then he shakes his hair out like a wet dog, also on Adam, before grabbing a beer] So what's the Adam Parrish scale of awesome, then?

[leylined]

[He thinks for a moment. Then...] The lowest point would be Greenmantle. I don't think I've gotten a qualifier to the upper limits, yet.

[fucking_kavinsky]

Who the fuck's Greenmantle? One of those douchebag fucks like Mr. Boring? Do they all have idiot names?

[leylined]

Really? I mean, yeah, Greenmantle hired Mr. Gray in the first place, but he was our Latin professor this year also, before he quit. You don't remember him? [And he and Ronan were the reason he did quit, but that's a secret between himself, Ronan, and the Gray Man.]

[fucking_kavinsky]

Man, I don't pay attention to that shit. I didn't even go to Latin class until I had to learn it for the trees. How fucking stupid does that sound.

[leylined]

Huh. What language were you taking, then?

[fucking_kavinsky]

The language of smoking a blunt in the bathroom. I learned a lot more there, I'll tell you that much.

[leylined]

What, like the party details of people who you're never going to see again in less than a year?

[fucking_kavinsky]

And what's better than that, hanging out shirtless in this dirty ass bathroom with you. Oh joy, my social life has decreased by negative fifty.

[leylined]

It would have happened anyway. Better to do it and have people left that'll still talk to you than people who care even less about you than the ones who did before.

[fucking_kavinsky]

People who'd care even less about me?

[leylined]

Do you think people are gonna keep hanging around you after high school that aren't high school kids once they don't have to spend every day with you? No one's friends with their drug dealer.

[fucking_kavinsky]

[Kavinsky narrows his eyes at Adam, then goes to grab another beer from the fridge to supplement the one in his hand, and pushes past him] Fuck you, Parrish.

[leylined]

You're only saying that because you know it's true. I'm not trying to be a dick here, but you have to realize all this stuff here at Aglionby isn't going to matter the moment you graduate. College or not, once they don't have to be around Joseph Kavinsky, they're going to put as much distance as they can between you and them.