#bald terry

[sillytigergrimlin]

"I am bald and I am free"- Terry 2024

[bucketbender]

Fanon : Terry compliments Korvo to make him feel better about his body

Canon : Korvo compliments Terry because he knows he bets everything on his hot bod

[madz-the-3rd]

Lisa Drawpile Doodle Dump

[livemedown]

I have a headache so I think today is worthy of this post

[chapmanzz]

SPAMALOT.

yeah guys, wrong slime tutorial. this is BALDALOT, not SPAMALOT.

this started as a joke on the MP discord server, when we sang "Bravely bald Sir Robin"... but I'm crazy so take this.

[roughridingrednecks]

Terry in Georgia

[simeffable]

John Locke, you will always be famous.

⭑ ⭑ ⭑

yes, this is what 95% of my camera roll looks like.

[1004tyun-archive]

ooooh perv tyun stealing your vibrator is such an 🤭🥵🥵 idea,, imagine you accidentally left it out on the bathroom counter because you need to wash it but you don't have time and completely forgot about it,, taehyun comes over and just,, takes it with him. he wants to use it so bad,, edging himself with YOUR cum covering it? god,, its embarrassing how hard that makes him. but then you ask him a couple days later,, so so shy and embarrassed about it,, "when you came over...uh...did you, maybe, uh, seemyvibratoricantfindit..." but i'm not completely sure if it would be a crying, i'm so sorry, subby tyun or a teasing dom tyun reaction — 🌸

subby tyun or teasing dom tyun? por que no los dos? 🤩 (this was way longer than i planned lol thank you for the food!)

side a: sub taehyun

"taehyun," you start awkwardly. "sorry if this is weird to ask, but uh... did you, maybe... see my vibrator? i can't find it."

"your vibrator?" taehyun echoes. he feels a huge pang of guilt, the palms of his hands beginning to sweat. he didn't think you would notice it was gone, and he certainly didn't expect to be confronted like this.

unbeknownst to you, the toy was right in the room with you, in taehyun's bag. and having to admit that made taehyun's stomach churn with anxiety.

"y/n, i'm so sorry..." he says meekly.

"sorry? sorry for what?"

the silence and growing tension in the room speaks for itself. you look at taehyun in disbelief and confusion.

"y-you took it?" you ask.

"i couldn't help it. it was right there and i told myself i'd bring it back to you as soon as i could, but i couldn't find the right time and days passed before we could hang out again and i-i have it right there in my bag if you want it back."

you stand there, frozen in shock. you're not sure quite what to think. you've never seen taehyun this flustered before.

"why did you do it?"

"i... was curious about how you use it on yourself," taehyun admits with averted eyes.

"what did you do with it?" you ask, curiosity etched in your voice.

"i-i didn't use it! i swear, a-all i did was..."

you look at him with crossed arms and taehyun rubs the back of his neck, trying his hardest to suppress his anxiety.

"if you can't tell me, show me."

"... what?" taehyun asks.

"if you show me what you did with it, i won't be mad at you."

taehyun swallows roughly. "y/n, i-i don't know if i can--"

"--what, you're shameless enough to steal my things, but you draw the line at touching yourself? do you want me to be mad at you?"

your eyes move to the tent forming in taehyun's jeans and you shake your head.

"go get it," you motion to taehyun's bag with your chin. you're surprised at the speed in which taehyun scrambles to his feet to grab his bag and pull out your vibrator. you snatch it from him and hold it in your hand.

"you know, only perverts steal things like this from their friends."

taehyun bows his head. "i know..."

"and only filthy perverts touch themselves using their friends' toys. you know that, right?"

taehyun nods and hums solemnly. his breath hitches when you turn the vibrator on and press it against his clothed cock. you watch his reaction, his chest rising and falling as he looks down at your hand.

"i never know you were like this, taehyun," you say, a smirk in your voice. "you're always so cool and level-headed, but now you're so... pathetic." you press the vibrator harder against his cock and he gasps, biting his bottom lip.

"tell me how you used it," you say, more firmly this time.

"i... i held it against my dick," he says, sounding ashamed. he looks up at you for the first time, big brown eyes glittering. he's close to tears as you edge him like this and all you can feel is amusement. it's like he's melting under your touch.

"does baby need my help?" you coo, continuing to rub the vibrating toy against his cock. taehyun nods fervently, sweat beading his forehead.reduced to whimpers and sighs.

you unbutton his jeans and tug the zipper down, surprised to see a dark, wet spot on his boxers.

"wow... so wet," you say, moving the vibrator up to rub it against his leaky tip and he moans. "did you do it like this?"

"m-mhm," he says, voice shaking and hips bucking to match the rhythm of your rubbing. "yes, j-just like that..."

side b: dom taehyun

"taehyun," you start. "sorry if this is weird to ask, but did you, maybe... see my vibrator? i can't find it."

there's silence in the room before taehyun gets up to retrieve his bag and pulls out exactly what you're looking for and all the color leaves your face.

"oh, you mean this?" taehyun holds your vibrator in his hand and your heart jumps.

"w-where did- how did you...?"

"you left it out in the open, y/n. how'd you expect me not to find it?"

"well, i didn't expect you to steal it," you say firmly. "could i have it back?"

"sure," he tosses it to you and you catch it with both hands. you put it back in its rightful place, your ears still burning.

"you don't really need this thing, do you? not when you have me," taehyun walks up to you and cages you in, leaning into your ear.

you shrink into yourself. "w-what do you mean?"

"this little thing can't do what i can," he whispers. "it's not nearly as big as me, and it can't fuck you like i can either. i'll prove it to you... but only if you want me to."

you swallow. "i-i do..."

he kisses your neck, "good, let me show you what you've been missing."

[baldguy-fight]

BALD GUY FIGHT MEGA TOURNAMENT ROUND 1

See all mega tournament polls here

Reasoning under cut

Terry Crews

(no reasoning was provided)

Illia

I imagine the tournament has to be strapped for female contestants, so I'm here to provide another, even if she's also from star trek. (star trek is just, a very bald series.) Her entire species is bald and also makes people horny for some reason whenever they're around (yes, in the text. It's not even a big plot point but it gets talked about SO MUCH for some reason.) Midway through the film she is possessed by a sentient supercomputer, leaving her original self basically dead, but she's still very much bald and a primary character in this iconic film. They also made the actress shave her entire head for filming- that's not a bald cap!

[get-more-bald]

(no pressure on this lol)

from the develop your oc thing, ask 6 for Terry!

also for the reanimation station killjoys (whichever u want): 16?

hi!! this took me a bit ling because I just had to badly draw the outfits

6. who terry will always take advice from? uhhhhh..... well, he doesn't really have close friends, his parents don't even know he's a vampire, he hates all the other vampires and he distrusts most humans. and he's the kind of guy who trusts his own decisions the most (it is not good). if I had to guess I'd say that it's fin, since they're closest.

he'd never take advice from other vampires he knows. they're old, rich and suspicious and they strongly dislike werewolves, which terry thinks is absolute bullshit. he WOULD take advice from a human but it'd have to be some damn good advice.

16. which outfits would they were if the had no money limits? (as far as I remember sorry)

I drew this one badly.

heyahearya would be a very shiny and glittery shirtless cowboy in a white jacket. the bonus for him would be the double mastectomy and phalloplasty. hell yeah bro

bloody mary would have a full plate armor. their helmet WOULD have cool flames painted on it and her cape WOULD also have cool flames sewn into it. hell yeah girl

thrill killer would wear what comes up on the internet when you search "sexy red gown". they'd also have nicer hair care! hell yeah

mr girl would uhhhh. wear secondhand clothing. and yoga pants. and basically whatever they wear in-universe! they're comfortable as it is. hell yeah them

[sillytigergrimlin]

Have a normal terry, and 4 bald Terry's!

Reference images-

[Heres the original bald terry art I did traditional, he's in the middle, none of them turned out great- new markers-]

It's a Lil headcannon, because his hair is leaves his hair falls out during the fall, he has snow fluff during the winter, his hair is growing back and pink during spring, and it's normal during summerish times! Did you know a male deers horns fall off during the fall and grows back stronger ?

[stripesysheaven]

[denileisariver]

warnings: dick analysis!, explicit detail on male genitalia, multiple versions of batman ♡, the dark knight, batman: the long halloween, batman beyond, batman: arkham origins, batman: the enemy within, batman: wayne family adventures.

a/n: no, i'm not talking about terry.

THE DARK KNIGHT

since he has a well known reputation of being a whore, i'd imagine it's for a good reason. he knows how to make great use of his cock, with a cut length of 6.5 inches. he's surprisingly pretty veiny too, thick ones that pop out from his pubic bone and lead towards his base that feed his cock. the color of his dick doesn't change entirely too much, staying around #edc8ab, but the tip becomes a soft red when he's hard and especially when he's about to cum.

he fucks around pretty often, so i don't think his balls would be the most big and heavy, but he has a decent size. they wouldn't hang very low either. but despite himself, they're actually sensitive, and he'd become a mess if they received attention. he doesn't cum in super large amounts, but would shoot his load in long thick ropes. his seed is a very pigmented white.

he's very well kempt, maybe doesn't shave to be completely bald down there, but just so it's tidy and comfortable. but since he has long bouts of depression, i'd imagine that during these times, his pubic hair would grow quite a bit.

BATMAN: THE LONG HALLOWEEN

gosh, he has such big dick energy. his cock is 7 inches, and he's definitely mean when he uses it. he's cut and less sensitive, so it might take him some time to get off. despite his size, he isn't the most veiny, but if there was any, they would be smaller and more on his shaft, close to the tip. his tip would be a rounded mushroom shape. he has nice color to him, so even though he's not very pale, his cock can get an almost angry red once his blood is rushing down south. but mostly, his color is around #bda882.

with a huge cock comes huge balls, and this bruce has heavy ones. even though i don't imagine that he has sex very often, his balls still hang on the lower side, much of that because they're so full with cum. since they don't get touched that much, they might be pretty sensitive but not too much, though he might spasm like a virgin if they're attended to when he's close to orgasm. and when he cums, he cums a lot. so much that it makes a huge mess, and if you're not careful, it might leave stains since it's so pigmented.

he could care less to shave himself often. in his mind, there are other things he could waste his time doing, and it's not like he's going to be seen naked too much. but he does care about his appearance quite a bit if he has a partner, so he'd clean himself up a bit, but mostly just out of necessity.

BATMAN BEYOND

oh, old man bruce ♡. even though this version of batman is derived from the animated series and justice league, who i put at 7 inches, unfortunately shrinkage with old age is real, and he's just not the man he used to be. he'd be average, at 6 inches, and it could be joked that he can't get it up anymore, but that's just not true. with his age, he's lost a lot of fat and muscle, the skin sunken in, so suprisingly enough, he'd have veins on him but more so around his pubic bone than on his cock. he's also lost a lot of the color in his skin, growing more pale as he gets older, mostly around #f5ead5. because of this, his cock can get a soft pink hue when he's hard.

his balls aren't very big, though they do hang low. he's spent a lot of his youth fucking to his hearts content, and now he just doesn't have much to give anymore. so with that fact, he doesn't cum a lot either, and it would be opaque as well. he'd reach orgasm much quicker with lost stamina and lack of sex.

he's much too old to worry himself out with shaving often, and it's not like he's fucking anyone anytime soon either, so his pubic hair would grow out up until it got uncomfortable.

BATMAN: ARKHAM ORIGINS

i just know his dick is big. he has monster thighs and a monster cock. he'd be 7.5 inches with a fat girth, every part of him is thick. he's uncut and has a fat head crowned at the top, a long thick vein protruding from his shaft that leads up to his tip. even if he's more on the pale side, he has hyperpigmentation at the base of his cock, but it would fade to an overall color of #f5e5c9 on average. his color doesn't change all that much, even when he cums.

since this is the early years of his time as batman, and he's been traveling the world for many years training, there hasn't been a lot of time for sex according to him. his balls are heavy because they haven't been emptied in so long, so he can cum a decent amount, spurting out in thick globs. i'd imagine he'd cum a bit quicker as well, but his endurance would get better if he fucks regularly.

he focuses too much on work, so he wouldn't prioritize shaving that often, but he does so just enough that his hair is short and easy to manage.

BATMAN: THE ENEMY WITHIN

BATMAN: WAYNE FAMILY ADVENTURES

i imagine him to be pretty average, only 6 inches, but he's so good at using it despite him being pretty shy about it. he's uncut and has little to no veins on his shaft, with a bit of a larger, sensitive head. his cock would be curved slightly to the right, with hyperpigmentation closer to his tip. due to that, any change in color when he cums isn't very noticeable, but despite that, the head still becomes a deep red. the rest of him would be around #f0b884.

his balls would hang a bit more higher, a bit full and plump because of his lack of experience with many partners, but they're not very heavy. he does cum a lot though, a thick seed that can easily overflow and make a large mess. even if he suddenly started to fuck on a regular basis, the amount of cum he has to offer wouldn't change very much anyways.

in spite of his lack of partners, simply for his overall comfortability and preference, he'd keep himself shaven mostly smooth. it'd probably only grow out if he was too busy, and even then i don't imagine it would be very long until he's cutting it off.

hear me out. 8 inches. his kind and caring nature leaves him to be pretty unsuspecting, but he's packing a goddamn weapon in those pants. it's cut and of ample girth and veins, on both the top and underside of his cock. he'd have a pointed mushroom head, a possible deep maroonish color since he has more color in his skin than other versions of batman. the overall color of his length though would be around #dbbf8a. it wouldn't change in color too much, but his tip might darken just slightly when he's getting close to cumming.

breeder balls. no questions asked. he has an army of children, and even though he hasn't fathered them all, he might as well have. they're filled so heavily with cum that he could breed and make a couple of more kids, and he'd be damned if he didn't. he might fuck a decent amount but he cums so much, one would think sex is a rare occurance. and it might be sometimes, since he'd get cockblocked very frequently. regardless, his cum would be a decently pigmented white, and then gradually becoming more translucent as he's finishing.

how much he shaves can honestly depend if he's planning on having sex. typically, he doesn't care to shave other than to keep himself tidy and comfortable, but if he has a partner, he'd prefer to keep his pubic hair mostly to a minimum.

[simplyzeeka]

Episode 1. Season 1 (Pilot)

The Big Bang

Come follow me to luxury

Gold on the floors

And all over me

Warnings: MDNI!! Profanity, mentions of violence, adult themes, use of the n-word, use of the b-word, themes of infidelity

Summary: Not every princess lived in a castle. Terry learns this when he meets what he considers a celestial being in the dirtiest of places. Too enamored, he forgets about all his spoken promises to another.

"AND ACTION" 🎬

There's always a comfort that comes with having options, especially if every option benefits you. It didn't matter how miniscule the situation may be, having options just made it all the better.

A man like Terry was one that believed options to be a luxury. He wished he had that luxury when life struck a butcher knife to his heart and ordered him to walk like it didn't hurt. Maybe then, if he had options, he would've picked a butter knife instead. And maybe then, he wouldn't have needed to experience hell or high waters.

So it's understandable that he felt a tinge of discomfort when that luxury was taken away from him, maybe a little irritated. Here he stood, with two of his friends (dumb friends, might he add), first in line to enter what he would describe as the dingiest strip clubs he has ever seen, not that he’s seen many. Now, Terry has been in worse predicaments than this, he's been in places that looked way more… unsightly than this.

It was just the subtle air, a foreboding feeling that washes over him as he looked at the club doors, that made him think that he could have spent his bachelor party at home instead, by himself. Nothing appealing came from watching strippers dancing anyway… for him at least.

“So you tellin’ me you couldn't have picked a less shady place? Looks like it's bout to rain bullets here.”

Or maybe he was just paranoid. Three years of therapy could only do as much as you let it, and Terrence Richmond? Well, he didn't let it do much for him.

“I just wanna see some ass shake man, all them fancy strip clubs have the bitches with no ass. They not even pretty in the face.” Rome exaggerated, chewing the gun in his mouth so loudly, Terry had the right mind to knock him out.

“Nigga, you dense as fuck. This that shit that got you that STD.” Yosohn shook his head as he schooled Rome, not that Rome was open to listening.

Terry met Rome and Yosohn a year after moving to Georgia. Rome being the big mouth he was, got a little mouthy with Terry and almost got knocked out clean. Yosohn spoke on behalf of his friend, then weirdly, they became friends. Although they weren't the type of company he would normally surround himself with, they were great distractions when life didn't seem worth living. Them and his fiancé.

“Man, I ain't ever telling you shit. This why Ronda left yo ass. Let's get inside before I crash out on you, blowing my high.”

Yeah, amazing distractions.

It smelled better than expected really. While Terry expected a cacosmic mixture of perfumes, sweat and vomit. It smelled like sweet cherry liquor, only a little bit of sweat and it seemed every woman here used the same perfume because it smelled all the same to him.

The interior of the club was very… busy. Not a shocking resolution, it was a strip club. Just a little uncomfortable, the three men had to bump, push and wedge between drunk bodies to get to the small booth Rome booked.

“Man, look at all this. Tell me you don't want that Terry.” Rome tilted his head downwards as one girl, seemingly a dancer, walked past him. Terry just gives Rome a blank look, “You don't ever get tired of talkin’?”

Yosohn's shoulders shook, head thrown downwards. Rome was clearly the most talkative out of all three, and while Yosohn matched his energy sometimes, it got a little unbearable at times. But what made him laugh was how he shut up as Terry spoke to him, until this day, Rome doesn't dare cross a line with the large man.

“Fuck you laughin’ at? Bald-headed motherfucker. Yo beard patchy as fuck, go take some Minoxidil.” Terry couldn't help but laugh at that. Their banter is always something worth watching.

Raunchy music dripped from the speakers as dancers performed praise-worthy tricks on the poles at the main stage. With hands digging deep into his pockets, he bopped his head to the catchy beat of the music. Not his usual taste, but anything was better than standing there looking awkward.

Rome had long disappeared, Terry wasn't sure if it was the bar he went to, or perhaps he followed behind a dancer. “Let's get you a drink man, can't even act like you enjoying yourself.” Yosohn shook his head at how sad the man looked. “It's cause I'm not.” Terry retorted with a small chuckle, the first he's given since being away from his fiancé.

Alas after a few drinks, Terry has let a little loose. His teeth were on display more, his shoulders slack and his hands out of his pockets.

There were a few girls in the booth with them, Terry didn't care to entertain either of them though. Courtesy of the club, they sent them a bottle with knowledge of the occasion, and of course, that was thanks to Rome.

The DJ kept announcing the arrival of dancers on stage for solo performances. All which had patrons screaming and throwing money on the stage, painting it green with Benjamins. Clearly this was a generous crowd.

It wasn't until the music changed into something slow and sensual that his attention perked towards the stage. The lights have changed to warm,dim, orange, then queued the DJ. “Aight, y'all already know what time it is. Let's get into some slow seduction with one of your favourites… Indigo.”

Except this time the crowd was quiet. Not a single scream, just sublime silence. “Yo, what's this wack ass shit? We don't wanna hear this slow shit.” Silence that Rome had no problem breaking.

Terry couldn't help but internally agree, because this was a strip club. There was a specific aesthetic that strip clubs had, and slow wasn't one of them. The crowd wasn't silent in boredom though, they were attentive, staring directly at the stage. He notices how not a single phone was out, just wide eyes and anticipating smiles.

He wondered why until he registered the soft melody of Victoria Monét's “Big Boss” playing through the speakers, and there was Indigo.

A hand on the pole as she walked around it, before climbing up. A gold set was on her, glitter stuck to her skin. Just as the song recited. She resonated a bright star as she twirled on the pole with skill.

Her black tresses flowed around her in controlled movements. Her movements weren't as sharp, quick or as ‘sexy’ as the other dancers. Her movements were smooth, sensual and hypnotising. She didn't let the pole control her, instead the pole gave her every command and she obliged willingly.

Indigo wasn't dancing to seduce. She danced to engage, to captivate. She captured more than just her audience's eyes, she captured their hearts and their minds. She commanded everyone to silence. The small smile on her face as she danced made her all the more ethereal, there was no way on this damned earth that a beauty like that existed. Not when mundane people like himself existed. Was it possible to co-exist with such an entity? That much was unbeknownst to Terry.

She had taken so much of his attention, that he did not notice when her set was over. The party was back up again once everyone regained their composure, everyone except him because his friends had to shake him out of his trance.

“Yo Terry, you good bro? This nigga gone.” Yosohn laughed at Terry, but truthfully, he understood him. Indigo was a beauty yet to be reckoned with. It took him a while to shake out of it after watching the dancer perform.

“Now that's the kind of hoe you turn into a housewife.” Rome comments, still glancing at where Indigo had exited the stage.

“Aye Rome, Terry gone bruh.” Yosohn doubled over as he took a short video of Terry. Rome reached over and slightly smacked the big man out of it. And immediately, old Terry was back to mugging and grunting.

“Don't get fucked up.” He muttered to Rome, before glancing back to the stage again. “Oh hell no, bring her back on stage. Big ass attitude. I hope Amber cheating on yo ass.”

A drunk Yosohn was sliding off the sofa in laughter. Terry smacks his teeth before taking a sip of his whiskey. His mind was racing, eyes twitching as his leg began bouncing. He needed another fix of seeing Indigo and suddenly he understood the crowd, the silence. The need to capture that moment in its entirety, because Terry thought it was short… too short. *She just got on stage.*

“Who was that?” He asked, nobody in particular, as long as he would get an answer, he didn't care who it came from. “That's Indigo, she been dancing here for a couple years. Pretty as fuck, as you see. I think her-” Yosohn answers before Rome interrupts. “And greedy as fuck too, you forgot to add that.” Yosohn rolls his eyes, “She rejected him, don't mind him. Anyway, think her real name Senia or some shit like that.”

Terry hums, eyebrows twitching subtly. Now his mind was treading on dangerous territory, wanting to know how he could get to see her again, right now. “She do private dances?”

The mere question has Rome and Yosohn shocked. Terrence Richmond had lost all sense of composure at that moment, that he didn't care much about looking a little too invested.

“Huh? You tryna fuck up before your wedding day? Yeah no, let's bounce.” Yosohn shook his head, being the angel on Terry's one shoulder, and of course, Rome would play devil's advocate. “Bro what? Stop being lame, it's his last day single, one lil dance not gon hurt. Amber probably doin’ the same shit.” Rome waved his hand in dismissal. “He's not single dumb ass nigga.”

The two continued going back and forth, they didn't even notice Terry getting up. “Hey man, I was wondering if I could get a private dance.” He questioned the bouncer who stood near velvet curtains. The bouncer mugs Terry, “Nigga, do I look like a stripper to you? Fuck you asking me for?”

Terry sighs, how the fuck was he supposed to know who and what to ask. His thick brows furrow and his lips curl downwards before looking around. The bouncer sighs, the man was clearly new to this.

“Who you lookin’ for?” His ears perk, head whips in the bouncer's direction. Wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed in his pursuit of finding her. “Indigo.”

The bouncer nodded with a hum, his request was very much understandable. Sticking his head in the curtains, he yells the stripper’s name. It wasn't long until she appeared again that Terry felt his heart skip a beat. The stage did not do her any justice, because even now under dim lights that made it hard to see, Indigo still looked jaw-dropping. “What’s up Nyx, who is this?”

Her southern accent was thick, the drawl did something to his chest that had him wondering if he had a heart condition. “He askin’ for a dance, baby.”

The dark-skinned beauty raised a perfectly trimmed brow in Terry’s direction. “Oh is that right?” she asked the man himself, and the smile on her face was enough to send him into cardiac arrest. “Yes ma’am.” Terry retorts with a smile of his own, close-lipped and gentle.

Eyes glazing across her features, Indigo laughs at his politeness. It wasn’t often she met someone as polite as him when asking for a dance. “It’s gon’ cost you.”, a declaration. Terry found that wooing more than anything, “That’s fine. I’m willing.”

They stare at one another for a while, while Indigo seemed to be sizing him up, Terry was tracing her face, pocketing the memory in a place where everything felt nostalgic, because Terry couldn't help but feel something familiar about her. A feeling he shook off because now he sounded stupid.

Indigo hums, that was also a response she didn’t hear often, but she wouldn’t dare complain. “I’ll keep that in mind, c’mon baby.”

"AND CUT" 🎬

Note: Not as long as I would have liked, but I also beat a record... so win some lose some?

Yosohn pronounced. Yo-shawn. I'm extra...

This will be an angsty series revolving around uncomfortable matters. Infidelity. Like I said in my last post, I do not condone it, and neither should anyone.

This is purely fiction.

Hope you enjoy this, I'm honestly really invested. That playlist I made is really doing what it's supposed to.

Playlist here if you're interested. Hope you enjoyed the first part.

[roughridingrednecks]

Terry

I wonder if he stinks?

[hairpintvrns]

TERRY: [Terry sits on the stairway of their front porch. Only their eyes and forehead can be seen on the screen; behind them is their cabin's red door flanked by two outdoor lamps whose light, at this angle, casts them in an almost menacing shadow.] Micah, I'm glad you picked up. I owe you an apology. Wait. TERRY: [Terry squints at the phone screen and switches the camera mode. There is a faint sound of leaves being crunched underfoot, before the camera finally pans to a maine coon sleeping in the grass.] Do you see him? He hasn't moved in five minutes. It's very funny.

FACETIME 📱➡ Mom Lowenstein 👩🏻‍🦲🦤

MICAH: [Micah is standing outside on a sidewalk, exposed brick behind him while loud music plays faintly from inside the club. He looks visibly annoyed.] Ma! Seriously! Ten missed calls? Ten! What is it, what's going on?