Kara smirked and nodded her head a couple of times as Nire suggested that she seems pretty ready to run with the idea of talking shit about each other to the press, “Fuck it, the world loves a feud. Don’t be taken by surprise when my diss track drops.” she laughs before continuing, “Seriously, just fuckin’ go with it.” She sat and listened to him as he talked about throwing her around, “Blurring the lines between staged and reality, I like it. Fuck it, we’ll hire a yacht, they can get photos of us diving off the edge. We’ll stage a private party, they’ll think they’ve struck gold with those pics.” she smiled as she finished her drink and gestured to the waitress for another. She enjoyed being in Nire’s company, she liked the looser nature of their bond where they could just sit and talk with each other about anything, it didn’t have to be deep and meaningful, it could be everyday stuff or it could be obscure random shit talking, it didn’t feel forced to her and when she considered most male interactions for her seemed to always have an underlying agenda, she liked that she could just hang without that being such an obvious weight dragging a conversation down. However, she did very much feel a natural vibe between herself and Nire forming, one that was pretty clear from their time working in the studio together and if things were to escalate in that direction it would be one that she’d be interested in exploring further, she was attracted to him without doubt but more than that, she felt like they were on the same vibe.

She sat and listened to his tastebud theory as their fresh drinks arrived, she took a sip as she listened and her eye contact and facial expressions seemed to indicate that she was impressed by the theory and had never looked at things in that way before, “Man, that makes so much fuckin’ sense. For real, I’ve never considered it in that way before. But you’re one hundred percent right.” she thinks for a couple of seconds before posing her question in order to test the theory, “Alright, let’s put it to the test. Can you figure me out based on my tastebuds? My food preference is pretty much based on region or culture rather than specific dishes. So if I’m craving food, I’m more likely to say I’m in the mood for Thai food or Mexican than an actual specific thing. I’m also drawn to trying new foods purely based on smell alone. Favourite type of food would be Vietnamese or Thai.” she laughs a little, “Does that give you enough information to work with, Dr. Freud?” she laughs a little, “Seriously though, you’ve given me a gem of wisdom with that theory. I’d be willing to pay the invoice and rate the sexy pic.”

She was interested in hearing what his take was on dating or hooking up while being someone in the public eye, she knew it had vastly different consequences depending on whether you were a male or female in the industry and is something that she’s always grappled with, “I guess I’ve sort of protected myself, maybe a little too much over the years. I used to be obsessed with how I would be viewed but now, that shit doesn’t bother me as much. But honestly, it’s gotta be tricky from your side of things too. Like, you could fuck around with someone and because they know you’ve got wealth, all it takes is for them to go to the media and claim that you got them pregnant and suddenly you’ve got all this extra drama. It’s pretty fucked up, but I’ve seen it happen and it can fuckin’ derail a dude’s career too.” she nods along as she listens to his thoughts on the topic before agreeing, “Honestly, I’ve experienced it myself where they will say certain things that they know you want to hear, claim that they’re happy that we’re just vibing and casual and then suddenly change shit up and get super fuckin’ obsessive. Like, I’m so tired of that shit. You’d be surprised at the amount of dudes that claim they just wanna fuck and chill and then suddenly get possessive.”

Although she never had much strong male role models throughout her life, one thing that she did get from her father was an understanding of the power and majesty of sports in it’s purest form, beyond the x’s and o’s and wins and losses. She pursed her lips together as if to say ‘challenge accepted’ before offering her take, “Nah, I think you’ve misjudged me on that one. I’m not some pretty dumb chick that thinks sports are only about the victories and good times. For me, it’s about connecting with a team beyond their successes on the field or the amount of trophies in their cabinet. It’s about what the team stands for and represents, fuck, it’s more about the people stood next to you in the stadium believing in the same thing as you in that same moment. Whether you go through a losing season or a winning season, it’s about passionately sticking together when the rest of the watching world are calling you fuckin’ crazy.” she laughs a little and dramatically slams her drink down on the table, smiling, she says “So, did I pass your test? How was my speech? Not quite as good as Pacino or Sam Jackson, I know, I know.” She nods and smiles, “It’s a deal, we’ll trade-off. You can show me you Lions world and I can show you my Islanders world.”

Kara wasn’t a particularly subtle person, it was often pretty clear if she liked you or not as she considered herself above playing games and following rules, she wasn’t one of those people that would read a text and purposefully not message back immediately, or be the sort of person that wouldn’t text first, she hated that sort of thing and preferred to be clear in everything she did. She nodded and looked across at one of the TV screens as Nire answered his phone. She looked at him as he hung up and suggested that he has something planned for them, she laughed a little as she tried to figure out in her head what it could be based on the clues he had given, “Uh, sure.” she says as she took a mouthful of her drink and continued thinking, ‘I don’t know your gaming skill’ was the phrasing that she was focussing on, she wasn’t sure how she felt about that but figured she’d go with it at least to see what he had in store, “When guys plan on keeping me up all night, it usually doesn’t involve gaming.” she says with a laugh.

She listens and nods along as he makes his suggestions based on her food tastes, as much as she hated to admit it, he was right with his theory. He was correct in every aspect of his analysis, “Shit dude, I gotta give you props. You’re totally correct. I don’t like spending too much time in the same place and I like to be in unfamiliar places, definitely adventurous. I don’t close myself off from anything, you can find me listening to hip-hop, you could find me at a metal concert, you could find me having brunch with my girlfriends, you could find me at a hippie commune, you can find me singing gospel songs in church, you can find me marching on the streets, you could find me with a backpack hiking somewhere, you can find me in a club doing shit that may or may not be considered legal, so definitely correct with open minded.” she laughs when she thinks about him mentioning not liking schedules or structures, “I think my entire career progression would tell you that I don’t like schedules and structures.” she nods as she thinks about what else he said, “Yeah, I eat when I’m hungry not when it’s a specific meal time, I think that just makes fuckin sense.” she laughs and continues, “I’m all about foreplay, you gotta be in the mood for anything you do, set the tone for what’s about to go down. If we’re talking literal too, I’m a morning sex type of person, one hundred percent.” she says with a knowing smirk, “You fuckin’ nailed it, man. After that, you can send that pic over to me and I’mma write an essay on that shit. Impress me!”

Kara had always been pretty good at figuring out the right and wrong people to be around and bring into her circle, her first couple of years in the industry were an eye opener for her and she knew after that initial breakthrough period that she would need real people beside her on her journey, she listened to Nire before responding, “For real, it’s a learning curve though. The first couple of years when I broke through I was seventeen and eighteen and was just down for anything, hanging out in the wrong places with the wrong people. You quickly learn that you won’t survive without surrounding yourself with the right people.” she nodded as he mentioned the whole situation with Drew, she wasn’t hugely close with Drew but worked with him and considered him a friend of sorts, “Shit like that usually always comes down to poor communication. But when you’re young you don’t realize how easily things can be avoided or fixed, they just roll on and start to gather momentum until before you know it, you’re both in deep shit against each other. It happens.”
She laughed a little at his comment on guys getting too attached, “I can’t blame them, they aren’t getting a mannequin that’s just gonna lay there for them. Like, if I’m letting you get that far then you’re getting the real shit. You know how it goes, you don’t seem like a ten minutes and done sort of guy.” she says with a smirk as she makes eye contact with him before finishing her drink, she would be lying to herself If the thought hadn’t already crossed her mind, he was completely her type, looks and personality wise, but more than that he had the physique that she was always drawn to, she liked a guy that she knew would be able to take control when they needed to, “Prime real estate baby, I want nothing but your A game.”

She laughs a little as he continues to try to make her understand the pain of supporting a team that will only bring her heartache, she finally gives in, “I’mma let you take me to a game, bring me into your world.” she laughs a little as he says she may develop masochistic traits, “Sounds wild.” she smirks.

Kara laughs a little when Nire drops hints about their next activity going to be something that gets her active, she was assuming some sort of sport based thing but with Nire it could be literally anything, she quite liked the element of surprise and suspense, “Just so you know, I don’t lift and shit. I do yoga, that’s about it. I’m agile but I’m not particularly strong.” she laughs at his comment about sex following whatever he had in store for them next, “Dude, you must be serious. You’ve got a warm-up planned before you fuck me? You must have some crazy shit planned.” She wasn’t a gym-rat type of person, she did her daily workouts at home to start the day which generally consisted of yoga based stuff in order to keep her in shape and agile enough. It was an unspoken expectation in her career that she would be in shape, with a huge tour coming up though she was looking to kick things up to the next level. It would likely be more cardio that she would be looking to focus on in order to make sure that fitness levels were high enough for her to maintain her breath control singing and performing.

She admired the skill, she considered herself a people watcher but not the level that Nire had clearly showed himself to be. “I had the idea that you were an athlete of some sort before music. I think I had heard that somewhere. The amount of people that make it to the major leagues must be pretty small. The music career isn’t a bad career to fall back on.” she considers his question about her life before music, it was definitely not filled with potential in the same way as Nire’s own. “Honestly, I kinda stumbled into a music career. I would have been described as a tear-away teenager, I guess. It was just me and my dad in New York and at fourteen and fifteen I started drinking, smoking and skipping school. It’s kind of a long story. But I got discovered performing open mic slots at clubs in New York when I was sixteen. So everything sort of came very quick for me, probably a little too quick.”

She understood fully what Nire was saying when he spoke about cutting people out of his life, ”I feel you on that. I don’t think people realize how tough it is to cut those type of people out of your life too, but you’ve got to protect yourself in those situations. I guess we’ve probably had very similar conversations with friends where we’ve basically had to let them go. For me, it wasn’t money it was more a trust thing and an influence thing. I had a lot of people that had no desire to get themselves away from that crazy lifestyle. It would have been so easy for me to get dragged back down.”
She nodded when he spoke about communication issues in relationships, she laughs a little, ”Dude! I’ve had the diss tracks about that shit. Mostly soundcloud, like 160 views. It’s like walking a tightrope, you can make it pretty clear that you’re just vibing and shit isn’t going to go further but some people just don’t pick up on it. It's like a minefield sometimes though, I kinda understand that it’s not always totally clear.” she thinks for a moment whether she’s had an beefs within the industry, “Nah, not really. Most people I’ve encountered in the industry have been pretty respectful. I used to hang in a much less famous crowd in the industry, it’s only the last couple of years when things have really gotten crazy. But I’ve hung out with some fuckin’ legit people.”
She leaned in slightly as he covered his mouth and lowered his voice, she playfully bit her lip as she made eye contact with him, “Bet. You’re sayin’ all the right things to me. I like a guy who can handle himself, someone that can throw me around a little and expect the same passion back.”

Kara nods and stands up from her seat, she grabs her half-size leather jacket and places it over her shoulders as Nire lets her know that it’s time to move on to whatever it is that he has planned next. ”A friend brought me here, I figured I’d be having a few drinks so left the car at home. We can ride together if you’re good?” she says confidently, neither of them had had all that much to drink.

Kara laughs a little and nods, “Yeah, but we just call it Hot Yoga. It gets pretty intense, you feel so fuckin’ cleansed after those sessions.” she explains to him, “It’s a whole crazy thing, but if you aren’t for that heat, you might struggle. You should definitely give it a try though, it’s an experience.” She had a preference to heat rather than the cold, her Spanish heritage almost demanded it. But she was raised in New York so was definitely comfortable in all seasons. It was probably less of a requirement for her to be physically strong in her career but agility and cardio was pretty important in her career, in terms of helping with her breath control and performances onstage.
She shrugs her shoulders a little nonchalantly with a playful smile, “Just depends on the person, some guys can match my energy and you know shit is gonna get crazy and some guys just haven’t been able to. You can have a lot of fun losing your mind though.” she looks him up and down for a quick second as he mentions about wearing her out and continues, “I’mma hold you to that.”

She thinks for a second as she listens to his take on her talent, “Honestly, this was never meant to be it for me. I didn’t grow up with a dream of being just one thing, so it’s not like I had some laser focus on my goals. I just kind of tried a little of everything when I was younger, acting, art, sports and I guess music is the one that sort of stuck around.”
She listens to him talk about the people around you and knowing how to manage that, “Yeah, but it takes a lot of internal battling. It’s a ruthless thing to cut people out like that.” she wasn’t massively aware of the story, but admired how he seemed to just take it on and fully embrace it, “Shit, an entire album. What did you do to piss someone off that bad?”

She nodded and followed him to his car, she wasn’t totally sure what to expect but had a feeling it would be something fun. They talked some more on the journey to the location, as she got out of the car and checked the building out she listened to him explain what was on the cards, “Shit, you booked this whole building out for just us. You out here flexing on me.” she says with a laugh, “I guess we could try out the escape room first and then move on to bowling.” It’s not what she would have expected, but it was definitely something they could have a little fun with.

the ride in the mini was hairy indeed. not only does dusty remind one a kitten,he drives like a kitten too. which combined with the insane weather...there were many times where erich reconsidered that time he was excommunicated. unlike a lot of people in ireland,erich wasnt running around like a chicken with his head cut off.being from florida.this storm was like a tuesday afternoon. erich looks up at the thick stone walls around them and nods his approval. it'd take more than some punk ass storm to knock these walls down...the roof blowing off though? well,that was a possibility. when dustyn plops back down,erich replies with a dismissive wave of his hand. " nah. it'll be fine. i've piloted him through worse than this while high on goofballs." dusty would be worried enough about the duke as is,but given the voyage about to go down,erich could understand the concern. erich sees the joke and is not too proud to make it. he puts his arm around dustyn and seriously says. "son, the duke does a lot of rocking."erich smirks,very proud of himself before nodding. "yeah,if you dont mind.i'll stay here until we depart. its hell out there and that hearse i left here needs new tires. fuck knows when erica and nina will be back from their fact finding mission in ipswich." erich say while holding his hot chocolate with both hands to warm himself up. erich hated being driven by strangers and his friends were probably already drunk in ipswich. probably the same pub where erich was sure he saw mercedes as a barmaid...so he had no way to the duke. he also didnt want to leave dustyn and his family alone. blake had been acting a bit crazier than usual lately so the only way to defeat a florida man,is with another more florida man."you dont have to bribe me with muffins...but i'll take two." erich giggles. always won over with sweets from dustyn.

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"damn right you know." erich says with a wink and then pulling out his phone. "look at that hull. it's U shaped instead of V shaped. i mean,sure i have more space but the duke would be far more stable with a V hull. " Erich explains,pulling up a picture of the last time the duke was dry docked.erich gives a look that says if i had glasses,i'd be looking over them right now. for the most part,erich tries to remain kid friendly,but its still equally possible he will accidentally expose your child to sexual innuendo,bomb making information or a so there i was doing blow with ___ story.

"i love willy wonka. that is who i want to be when i grew up. i think i still have a few more years before i have to worry about growing up." erich says when the film is mentioned. hes by far the oldest person in the room...but probably the least mature. living the life he did,erich was rather insulated from the realities of trying to keep things semi normal to keep children calm. he wasnt sure how dustyn did it,but he admired his skill in doing so. he didnt admire dustyn choice in ex mates. crazy seemed to be a common linking factor. erich disliked blake enough but seeing the disturbance caused to his friend's life irritated him greatly.

"ive slept around your dad before. i know his habit.the trick is to fart louder. establish dominance. you're still a little young but i think one day you'll be able to. it'll be like the opening of the lion king that day.." erich says matter of factly. erich was the last person you want around if you're trying to discourage your children from fart humor. "in fact,i'll come over and hold you up like i'm mufasa...though this metaphor really got away from me. think i'm actually scar.."erich says, with a warm laugh. he scoops the annoyed lulu up and buries his face in the cats fluffy side. "whos a good kitty? who's a good kitty? you are!" erich baby talks the animal who has grown tolerant of erich's affections.

erich nods his thanks to dustyn as he takes the plate. he hugs shay warmly. he see's dustyn's kidss the same as he see's karoliena's kids or takara. hes seen these children grow from babies and he loves them very much."good night shay. your dad and i are going to talk about taxes and crap like that."

"he sure is." erich nods in agreement with dustyn. shay has always been a sweet and caring child throughout erich's time of knowing him. which did sort of make sense with dusty and dallas as parents. erich definitely appreciated and understood dustyn's mentality. though he himself had little input on ada's rearing of marlena,she was the same about marlena. the entire industry was full of people who grew up too fast. erich holds out his hand and the cat rubs against it." koa's got the right idea. thats how kids should be. not care in the world.

"honestly,i'd be more concerned with her wearing crop tops to show her stretch marks so you feel guilty." erich chuckles. erich and erica are as close as two people could ever be,even erich doesnt know the actual reason erica carried koa.when dustyn looks around,erich prepares for a fart. it seems like something dustyn would do just to crack erich up.when there is no fart, erich playfully ticks off the now proposed number of children dustyn may have in the future. "another!" erich says excitedly but quietly. he knows dustyn loved kids,but cant help poking a little fun. "that'll be....three? you're finally a real catholic. a rookie still,but 3's a good start." erich grins,patting his friend's back in congratulatory solidarity. "you know,cassie is the hess clan's manager. your kids are going to have band management in their blood!" erich's head spins at the ordeal dustyn and dallas have to go through."hopefully blake will die and you can get on with your life." erich says sourly. blakes antics irking him even more now that it's putting dustyn and dallas' baby on hold.
there are precious few people erich cares enough about to hate,and blake is on that list.

"As someone who can and has conceived naturally,im definitely taking it for granted. "erich quips. wishing somehow he could transfer his ease of producing children to his friend. when offered a drink,erich giggles and asks. "a drink sounds excellent. how about a stiff harvey wallbanger?" he had know idea what the drink was,but it sounded phallic." not even a little nip away to the bathroom? "erich asks,assuming his friends go at it like rabbits." well,there is lots of space on the duke and other kids and people to occupy shay and koa..."erich says teasingly,trying to put a positive spin on the upending of dustyn's family's life to come live on the duke. " you think that is rough,try dating mercedes. she's always on the go."

ooc: should finish that last part of the erica thing where she talks about carrying koa.

"it would be weird growing up with someone constantly right THERE with your parents all the time.no clue how you all do it." erich says while placing his hands behind his head." maybe it's just the age difference between mine,but i think all of mine get on well too. and god,i hope i don't have any more out there." erich chuckles,running a hand through his hair. the myth of erich and the ladies was more urban legend than reality,but there could be a few micahs out there. erich thinks for a moment and looks to dusty. " oh conception was possible,i think the bigger documentary would be how you powered through weekend while constantly pregnant. "erich says before launching into his pitch" a powerful triumph of the human spirit.the passion for entertaining burning as hot as your burning paternal instincts." in an alternate universe there is definitely a sleazy hollywood agent version of erich hess. erich also isnt for the solitary life,the duke of winchester being on the list of longest lived punk houses in existence.

erich listens as he listens to dustyn speak.he puts his hand on dustyn's leg. wishing there was more he could to do comfort his friend. it was reassuring to know they'd all be safe one aboard the duke. there is no security like thousands of miles of open sea in all directions...to an extent. it was also very scary. but blake certainly didn't register on that list." shit,i didnt know he was looking at places here. that is fu...really wild. yeah,you guys need to get gone like...yesterday,man. i guess i dont feel like i overreacted and broke national law then." erich says,patting his jacket pockets. he'd seen pictures of blake handling guns and whatnot and erich is also quite the firearms enthusiast and had forgotten to take the pistols out of his jacket when he stepped ashore. "erica shoulda have drowned his ass on big brother. shes cute,shes a first time offender..hell,i think studio60 could have gotten her off on the murder charge and sued big brother. pssh. she dropped the ball. again." erich says, smirking as he thinks of another person erica could've drowned in the big brother pool : billy.


erich giggles as he pictures the event dustyn is describing. "see." erich says,tapping his temple."thats why multiple bathrooms are a thing in the usa." erich teases. he was sure something like that may have happened during the time he and ada were together,but he had blocked those memories long ago.erich cracks ups at dustyn's suggestion the couples have a competition. he playfully scoffs and turn his palms up to dustyn. "hell,we're on the duke. we have rooms with conversation pits...i'm just saying,we have options.put the shag in shag carpeting." erich suggests jokingly.erich watches while dustyn rummages around the kitchen looking for alcohol. this is a rare time erich doesnt have his flask of absinthe on him. erich cracks up and claps his hands when dustyn suggests miniatures. " i love it. there is just something old hollywood starlet about a nightstand full of miniatures. with all these kids and...you in the house,do you have any juice?"erich asks,knowing that dustyn does love sweet things and dallas does as well.erich thinks momentarily and realizes he has no idea what marlena's favorite move even is. he'd have to ask her. (ed note:it kiki's delivery service. same as marlena's bff,takara's)"if you want to view paradise..."erich starts singing as he nods and gets up off the couch.he holds his hand out to help dustyn up." yup,i can hear the keys clicking already. honestly,i thought it would stop as i got older..it hasnt. its only gotten weirder. " erich stretches and is indeed ready for bed. the howling wind made for a rather comforting dirge to sleep in,so erich was read. " you're going to get me all liquored up in your country estate?!" erich giggles. ready for the tv teenage girl stereotype sleepover that was about to happen. the pair needed some lighthearted tipsy fun after the day.

"I'm totally losing communist cred here,but ...can his broke ass even afford anything around here?"erich asks with a smirk. There were precious few acts for whom Erich asking this morning would be punching down,but....the zone is on that list. Erich nods as listens to Dustyn's concerns being more about his family. Erich definitely understands about that. There was time when he worried Billy would involve Ada in their ongoing tensions but luckily that rekindled romance died before the feud did. Erich could sympathize with the feelings of guilt qnd powerlessness that he imagined Dustyn probably was feeling."
I think you guys will be fine aboard the Duke. "Erich says,trying to be positive." He seems like the sort that won't do shit if there is anyone around. ..maybe lure him here and we can drop him off in the most dense Catholic area wmd the problem would resolve itself." Erich grins and makes an explosion gesture with his hands. Being American,he was aware of the troubles and the massive amount death and injuries it caused,but still was going to joke at Blake's expense.


"I can see your point. Once that train has been derailed. Honestly, anyone needing to use the bathroom during is kinda a mood killer. We aren't Joshua Grimmie here." Erich makes a joke about the most famous urban legend around Joshua Grimmie. Erica, despite knowing for sure if it's true or not: kept her word. She's never told anyone Joshua's answer.
Erich chuckles at the way dusty hops to the floor.it is very much like a cat soundlessly hopping off a counter..which makes Dustyn's famously loud farts even funnier. As the walk to the staircase, Erich's feet also move soundlessly. In more fanfic fuel,he's in socks. Living with Erica for the first few years of his adult life definitely instilled taking ones shoes off at the door. Erich winks sleazily at Dustyn's raised eyebrow before chuckling. "Ain't no way I'm going at it around you! I don't want Mercedes looking over at that thing swaying around! Dustyn...you know I'm not like you there." Erich says solemnly and looking down with a chuckle. "We'll give you muffins but i think yoil do fine as the sole bottom..and I'm not giving you muffins for getting frisky with Dallas. That's just your husbandly duties. You two,Micah and myself are the guys on board. You're adorable,but you're not...busty enough for me and Micah is loyal to Chloe. although I've heard Karoliena topped a guy once." Erich laughs as his phone notification goes off.
message from Erica: if anyone mentions me after the quip about dusty not being having big enough boobs for you...
Erich checks the phone just in case it's urgent. Very few people can contact Erich directly due to his fear of robot overlords. He Grins at Erica's message.
Erich does beam when Dustyn compliments his voice. Dustyn is his friend,sure. But Dustyn is also someone Erich deeply respects on a professional level. He grins but deflects the complement."i have and the public generally agrees i should stop." He giggles and sighs relief that juice is available. Outside of whiskey, Erich rarely drinks liquor straight. He actually dislikes the taste of alcohol,so he's definitely a fruity drink guy. "You're well aquatinted with mine. So I can't swap stories." Erich chuckles as they head upstairs. "I guess i could dish the dirt on Selene." Erich grins. The least well known of Erich's famous exes. But their relationship was fun and really only ended when Selene was pretty much forced to leave Erich for her career .he holds no ill will towards her because it would be like dating him and being upset he uses psychedelics. It's just who they are.


The halls remind Erich somewhat of Castle summers. except for the awards. Dustyn's home also didn't have the feel of belonging once to aristocrat named Mad Helga ."umm...im scared to touch anything, dust." Erich says, treading very lightly on the carpet. Erich is the sort who just always seems to ooze stains and grease.so somehow he's probably already managed to ruin the carpet and get ink on the ceiling. "Right,left,middle. Floor. I don't care where I end up " Erich shrugs before taking off his leather jacket and placing trigger locks on his pistols for the night. There were kids in the house,well behaved kids,but he still preferred being safe than sorry." Jack Daniels? You stereotypical rockstar." Erich teases Dustyn while sitting on the floor and rummaging through the cabinet. He tosses Dustyn four little bottles,each one sailing in Arc and landing on the bed. Erich grabs the same amount of tiny rum bottles for himself. He eyes the can of Hawaiian punch and then looks at the pristine and nearly pure white room.
oh absolutely not. Dustyn will KILL me. Erich instead grabs a can of Dr pepper. He takes a long sip and fills the newly empty space with his rum. Getting comfy as well,he pulls his white t shirt over his head. He's got no nipples pierced but does have a spiderweb of poorly done tattoos over his torso.when the shirt is finally off his head he's greeted by the sight of naked Dustyn. "Christ,it's the loch Ness monster,right here!!" Erich playfully panics. He picks up a poker from the fireplace and brandishes it."back! Back,I say!" He cracks up and wriggles out of his jeans. Erich wearing boxers with hello kitty all over them is probably the least surprising thing going on in this room. "Dusty,I love you and have no problem sleeping with a naked man...but don't spoon me. I know that trick! "Erich giggles and gets into the bed. With the cold storm outside, it feels very cozy inside the room.

"never underestimate the value of a good right wing grift. there's no reason to know kid rock's name in the year of our lord,2024. yet,we do. when the zone fizzles.we'll probably still hear about blake." erich says,swirling his can of dr pepper to mix more of the rum into it."hopefully only preceded by in memory of.." erich laughs and takes a drink of his can. he smirks as he watches dustyn try to drink from the tiny bottle. "20 huh?" erich says very impressed."we got the duke for about 800,000..and we were probably ripped off." erich says in a moment of rare exact detail. there is a mystery as to how a handful of niche acts can afford the lifestyle they do. cassie summers is that good of a manager.Erich sips his drink while he listens to dusutyn." and blake just looks like a post mortem fucker. them beady little eyes of his." erich says like the salty sea captain from jaws.

erich isnt really a fan of spooning. its just too hot to sleep that way and erich also likes his space."i'm quite fond of kitty anywhere really." erich says with a smirk. "the duke has fuzzy hello kitty dice hanging from the rear view mirror." erich states to display there is always kitty somewhere on the ship. erich giggles at dustyn's pose and thinks they are about 3 drinks away from a grease sing a long. erich shakes his bead and
waves his hand."i will divulge nothing of selene! i was a class traitor and dated an executive. i dont want to remember that time." erich says with a laugh. the tickles cause his laughs to intensify . this is definitely the first time erich has been tickled by a naked man. erich thinks how he's living someone's dream right now. erich wriggles free from the tickling dustyn,finding it very unfair he had to be careful grabbing places. "fine fine." erich giggles. " she did the creamed corn thing. it was everything i hoped for and more." erich says with a tone that could really mean anything. Erich takes a sip of his rum and dr pepper before adding another miniature of rum to the can. "seriously though,she's great. she's the only person elvis ever told me he was star struck by.you know how people hate you because juneau broke up? dating her has given me MORE psychobilly cred." erich grins. there was no way to really put a relationship with mercedes into words. it would be like trying to explain why a raindrop's favorite color is pastel green. erich laughs an nods when dustyn tells of the room being decorated by mercedes. "when i told her you guys were coming aboard,she totally restored the duke .. so the risk of tetanus is only minimal now ." the powers of mercedes knew no bounds. erich was only gone for two days.

erich snaps back to the moment after trying to comprehend the ways of mercedes.when he does,he greeted by the bottom of dustyn.being a straight guy,any part of a guy's ass is ass.so the resourceful erich knew what he must do. erich dips a finger into his dr pepper before taking careful aim. he glances up to ensure that dustyn is preoccupied." yeah, keep dimming, you almost got it." erich says,getting ready to flick the water droplet where dusty would least expect it. he is thwarted when dustyn leans back over in the nick of time. trying to look innocent,erich stammers." you ever start a bet that gets out of hand,but you kinda gotta keep going?" erich cracks up." karoliena? scary?! nah,she's cool a shit." erich looks around to ensure they are alone before whispering. "cassie scares the living shit out of me. shes the dominant one..." he says,letting the idea of just what kind of person it would take to dominate karoliena.