Psyche
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No, the thunder is his. Leave it to the lieutenant.
He seems genuinely surprised at your response. In a good way.
You didn't break this wagon fort, but you did manage to rattle the people inside a bit.
Finally, you got something out of him. This could prove useful in the future.
Just don't antagonize him, you have this already.
Whatever you do, do not to tell him you know her. That would sound off.
What's with all the silences? It's like these guys don't know how to feel about this. You should keep picking at it...
He really went out of his way to seem comfortable with this topic. That's all you're gonna get for now.
What are you talking about? Don't say that, this is no time to nitpick.
Whoa... that's so nice of him. Suspiciously nice.
His boyfriend is on his way home. He brings tins of meat and vegetables with him. Their pockets are heavier with money; but only slightly.
The lieutenant's face lights up. He doesn't usually notice these little things.
Good. Step one complete. Now, let the lieutenant feast his eyes on the fruit of the tree of cool.
If you can't even wear it outside for everyone to see then yes, time to abandon rock and roll.
Of course, if being outside, looking like a rock-lion is making you 'feel silly', then just drop the whole thing.
He means it. The moment your jacket comes off, so does his. That means you're probably going to have to keep fucking the world till the end of days.