DailySpelunker (DS) began a Memo
DailySpelunker (DS) added ElixerTrickster (EL), BaptisingLilac (BL), SlipperyGough (SG), and SporaticSlither (SS) to the Memo
DS: Okay, I'm here
DS: Finally made it back to my house
DS: But tell me one thing
DS: WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE TO BRING BITCHTITS WITH ME
EL: you keep talking like that and I'll cave your SHITTY head in
EL: your hive is a piece of CRAP anyway
SS: God damnit doessssss it really matter?
SS: You sssssshould know, it wassssss your future sssssself'ssssss sssssstupid time anticssssss that got ussssss here
DS: How would I know?
DS: Time shenanigans are fucking weird, yo
EL: as I said, he's probably FUCKING RETARDED
DS: Screw you, you purple blooded piece of crap
BL: Stop inviting me to these stupid conversations
BL: I don't want to talk to anyone
BaptisingLilac (BL) left the Memo
DS: Tara wait!
DS: God damnit, what's wrong with her
DS: I really want to talk to her
EL: who was that
SS: The other human in our ssssssessssssion
SS: Sssssshe'ssssss having a crissssssissssss of faith
EL: ahahahahahaha
EL: What a loser
DS: Don't speak about her that way
EL: FUCKING make me
SS: Assssss cute assssss thissssss little Kissssssmessssssissssss issssss
SS: I don't care about it
SS: It'ssssss pointlessssss
SS: Sssssso ssssssuck it up
SS: AND CONTINUE YOUR SSSSSSTUPID QUESSSSSSTSSSSSS
SporaticSlither (SS) left the Memo
EL: good
EL: burgundy blooded SHITLORD
DS: GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY KITCHEN
EL: no FUCK you
DS: yes
EL: no
DS: yes
EL: no
DS: yes
EL: yes
DS: no
DS: fuck
EL: ahahahahahahaha
DS: that's it
DS: I'm comin' into the kitchen
DS: and your fucking dead
EL: try me you piece of CRAP
DailySpelunker (DS) left the Memo
ElixerTrickster (EL) left the Memo
SG: ]:(
DailySpelunker (DS) joined the memo
DS: btw
DS: what's a kismesis
SG: ]:D
SG: a kISmeSIS is whErE in two PEoPlE have a mUtUal hate for each other
SG: but also a sort of rEspEct as weLL!
SG: but it EvEntuaLLy turns into sexual ATTrAcTion!
DS: who told you that
DS: was it your lusus
DS: when do we get to meet your lusus anyway
SG: NEVER! NO NO NO NO!
DS: holy shit
SG: soRRy, it's just…
SG: my lUSUS is very dangerous
SG: if you DiD mEEt him
SG: weLL
SG: a lot of bad stuFF could haPPen!
DS: oooookay
DS: I'll 'member that
SG: but AnYwAY…
SG: you nEvEr DEniED the bit about sexual ATTrAcTion ];)
DailySpelunker (DS) left the Memo
SG: ]:D
Matt closed his laptop, and chucked it onto the side of his bed, before throwing off his jacket to reveal his t-shirt and exiting his room. He charged through the hallway at a brisk walk and entered the doorway to the kitchen. The kitchen was a complete mess, with various foodstuffs and drinks strewn about the counter haphazardly, and most of the cabinets had been emptied of all contents. The counter across from the cabinets wasn't much better, with jars of peanut butter, jam, and butter dripping all over it, along with half a bag of bread emptied all about the counter.
The culprit of the mess sat on the same counter, though away from any spilt spreads, kicking her legs non-chalently and munching on a terribly made sandwich. For the first time, she had a different style of clothing from the Juggalo look she usually had. She wore a white singlet that showed off her athletic body, a jacket wrapped around her waist, and black skinny jeans that showed off her surprisingly large rump, topped off with lengthy boots. Her face, normally caked in clown make-up, now only consisted of dark paint around the eyes, and her hair was no longer in braids, now left to fall down in an extremely curly clump that went all the way down to just above her knees.
At first, she purposefully looked away from him, avoiding eye contact, before he barged over and planted himself in front of her, forcing her to look at him, an unimpressed look on her face.
"What the hell did you do?" Matt demanded, folding his arms.
"Puk ou, I wa hngry," she attempted to reply, though it could barely be heard through the food still in her mouth.
Matt scoffed, disgusted, and retorted, "Swallow your god damn food before you talk, you fucking savage animal."
Hysees frowned, but eventually complied. "I said 'Fuck you, I was hungry!'"
"Yeah, I got that, idiot. But why the hell is there such a mess? How the fuck did you manage to do all of this!?"
"Human food is stupid."
"That doesn't answer my question. And what the hell happened to your braids? If you weren't shedding hair everywhere like a dog, I'd be inclined to tell you about how hot you look with your hair down!"
"And if you weren't such a demanding bulgebuster, I'd be inclined to thank you without wanting to shoot myself!"
Matt scoffed again, "Demanding? This is my house!"
"You think I want to be in your retarded looking hive?" Hysees hopped down from the counter, leaving her sandwich. "I'm fucking trapped here because of your alternate selves are too God damn lazy to do anything about it!"
Matt poked her in the chest, "You've got some nerve coming into my house and telling me it's my own fault!"
Hysees pushed him away, "I'm not the hero of time, now am I?"
Matt slid his hands down his face in frustration, groaning, "You're so FRUSTRATING! I don't know how, but you make me want to… I could just… I could… FUCK YOU, HERE AND NOW!"
"THEN WHY DON'T YOU?"
"IS THAT A CHALLENGE?"
"YOU BET YOUR ASS THAT'S A CHALLENGE!"
"THEN CHALLENG FUCKING ACCEPTED!"
And with that, the argument ended, and Matt closed the gap between them, interlocking his lips with Hysees'. There was what seemed to be a surprised squeal from Hysees, but she soon began returning his affection as well. She wrapped her arms around his neck, while Matt slid his hands from her cheeks, down her neck and back, and kept them still just below her backside. He then hoisted Hysees up by her butt, moved forward, and slammed her against the wall, letting her emit a pained squeal in between kisses. Eventually, Matt pulled his mouth away, and began pleasuring her neck instead.
Hysees began pleasurably moaning, feeling Matt grind his body against her, "You're even shitty… at…" She let out a single, louder moan that interrupted her thoughts.
Matt ceased pestering her neck, and looked her in the eyes, examining the pleasure she was feeling, before unwrapping her jacket from around her waist and throwing it on the ground.