apocalypsejack | Overflows and Continuations.

My best friends. You're drunk. Or flirting.

Are they blind?

Can't I be both?

I guess it's more that most of them are taken. Are you calling me handsome? Can, I suppose.

I don't know if you're handsome. I was too distracted by your ass in those devastatingly tight pants.

Wait. You're saying you want to sleep with me?

I might if you're interested. You're attractive enough to make it fun.

[the message comes after a long pause]

are you for real

I don't see any reason to deny finding someone attractive or deny being interested in them.

Let's just do something else. This is daft.

It's not stupid but, sure, we can do whatever. What are you interested in?

Riding, fighting, flying, swimming, running, etc.

Guns? What do you ride? We don't have much here. Most of our transportation is horses and roller skates.

I prefer blades, but can make do with guns. I've never ridden a horse, would be interesting to try.

Blades aren't a good choice when you've got an eye patch. Come by any time. I've always got a few horses downstairs.

True. Sure, I can come by.

[a moment later, next message]

Wait, where do you live?

Hunger City.

[After a pause]

It used to be called New York City.

Sounds like something happened to NY.

The Ministry of Truth, and a plague about 7 years ago.

Of truth?