Page 98 of Text Me Baby One More Time

Denver:Sorry, I didn’t mean that.

Shepard:You should.

Denver:Huh? Should what?

Shepard:Mean that. You should mean that.

Denver:Oh.

Shepard:Yeah. Oh.

Denver:Well, hell, now I’m never gonna get a pug.

Shepard:What?

Denver:How am I going to whore myself out knowing

you’re in love with me?

Shepard:I’m…sorry?

Denver:You should be! I really wanted that pug.

Shepard:Bucky?

Denver:*grumbles* What.

Shepard:I’ll buy you a pug.

Denver:WILL YOU REALLY?

Shepard:Yes. Now quit talking about whoring yourself out.

Shepard:You know, for someone who isn’t allowed to do a whole lot of things normal teens are allowed to do, you sure do have a wild imagination.

Denver:I blame Allie.

Shepard:I could kiss Allie right now.

Denver:You’re totally thinking about blow jobs, aren’t you?

Shepard:Nah.

Shepard:Also, yes.

Denver:Cap?

Shepard:Hang on, I’m trying to concentrate.

Denver:Oh my god, quit being weird!

Shepard:One more month, Bucky. One more month.

Denver:One more month until what?

Shepard:Until I kiss you so goddamn hard.

Denver:You countin’ down the days?

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