sir-lockhart

[sir-lockhart]

Hypothetically speaking, let's say I don't believe you. I don't have a problem with getting in trouble, if you don't. But don't bullshit me.

PM

Twenty-one.

[sir-lockhart]

Alright, alright. And how old are you, sweetheart?

A hundred and nine, thank you. And I swear, it’s a hundred and nine pounds of pure alcohol capacity. I could take you.

[sir-lockhart]

I'll take your word for it. But I call bullshit on the second one. What are you, like ninety pounds soaking wet?

Um, yes, I have. I could drink you under the table, champ.

[sir-lockhart]

Effort? I guess I could make myself do some. Just let me take a quick shower, and I'll be right down to pick you up. I'm sure your nightgown looks just as fine as any of your other dresses.

PM

Since it’s after curfew, would you be able to leave the confines of your room to come get me, Sir? And do you want me to change out of my nightgown?

[sir-lockhart]

I guess I could possibly like that. And maybe I can give you those things that you want, you know, after we "see what happens". I'll make sure to clean up, just for you, princess.

PM

I didn’t mean I was offering… I mean, maybe we could talk in person— see what happens? If I can stand the musky scent, of course.

[sir-lockhart]

You've never been truly shit-faced if you think it's great, kid. 

That’s a pretty lame way to look at it. For a second I thought you might actually be fun.

[sir-lockhart]

Well shit, princess, that's just ridiculous. I mean, had you been offering before, I would have been more than happy to give you those things.

PM

No, it doesn’t. When the door shuts, I admittedly want different things, but I’ve never had those things I want before.

[sir-lockhart]

And it never gets boring for you?��I mean that everything has it place, princess. It's not about how I want you to be, it's about how you want to be treated when the door closes.

PM

I like to be proper, Sir, it makes me feel good about myself. What do you mean? How would you like me to be?

[sir-lockhart]

I don't know about great, but it's something to do. 

Yeah, but… getting shit-faced is great.

[sir-lockhart]

Well I've pretty much been in my room all day. Wish I could get my ass to sleep some time. This place is about as exciting as watching paint dry. Especially on a shitty day like this one. I'm Tripp.

Really? I’ve been watching the rain all day. When I haven’t been sleeping of course.

[sir-lockhart]

Do what? Fuck? Being a lady is alright, but you don't have to be a lady all the time. Don't you get tired of being proper all the time? Shit's gotta get boring some time.

Manly musk? No wonder you’re alone then, Sir. No offense, but manly musk doesn’t even sound enticing. Excuse me, but ladies do, uh, they do that and they’re not porcelain dolls or anything. But it’s— it sounds nicer than you’re saying.

[sir-lockhart]

For your information, it's a manly musk and it smells -- alright. Do ladies at least fuck? Or do they like to make-love and be treated like fragile little porcelain dolls?

So your room must smell then, if you’re not leaving it at all. And no. I am a lady. Ladies do not screw.

[sir-lockhart]

No, that would mean actually leaving my room. But I haven't actually met anyone to screw, so there's that. I mean, unless this is you offering. Are you offering?

There’s also the typical, which I”m sure you’ve been witness to at every corner— earning points.

[sir-lockhart]

Yeah, tonight's pretty shit. Not that I would have noticed if it weren't for thunder. 

I usually spend my days on the beach, but definitely not when it’s raining.

[sir-lockhart]

That sounds like effort.

There’s more than that to do. You just have to figure it out.

[sir-lockhart]

There really isn't shit to do on level one but get shit-faced.

[sir-lockhart]

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