"The dude's a tentacle covered psychopath intent on world domination. Not sure you can call him a square." Of course, Argyle had never actually seen the monster that haunted Billy's nightmares, a fact that he was thankful for. The less people that saw that guy, the better.
Billy snorts and rolls his eyes, groaning at the ache. "Can't a guy be chasing surf and good dick."
"Tentacles? Like Cthulhu?" He was a monster after all, and the way folk talked about the guy, it was like some dumb thralls had raised an elder god or some shit. "More like those porn cartoons from Japan?"
Argyle smiled and leaned in. "I hope it's better than good, man."
"Aren't they like squid-like? Because not like that. Nah, this thing was a giant thing made of flesh with, like, teeth at the end of each tentacle that it used to skewer me like a fucking kebab."
Billy smiles and turns so that his nose brushes against Argyle with how close they are. "You know it is."
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Billy snorts and rolls his eyes, groaning at the ache. "Can't a guy be chasing surf and good dick."
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Argyle smiled and leaned in. "I hope it's better than good, man."
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Billy smiles and turns so that his nose brushes against Argyle with how close they are. "You know it is."