so text me in the morning; tell me you still love me

[cocanuts]

[continued memes]

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[inflections]

[ he usually wouldn't, would more likely say the opposite or that he can't understand her. it's never deterred her from practicing, but now that she's gotten that acknowledgement, she almost doesn't know what to say. ]

Thank you. [ small movements, hesitant. ] Still need practice. I can't keep up with you sometimes.

[ though that might be a little less her fault and more that nic is an asshole. but that's just the way he's always been. ]

[upperdosed]

You can't be good at everything.

[most of it lays with nic being an asshole. but he once learned from, in nic's opinion, a bigger asshole. he hesitates before signing the next part.]

Work on your speed.

[and just like that he's back to being an ass.]

[inflections]

[ when isn't he an ass, though, is the real question. she blows her bangs out of her face with a huff. ]

Work on your attitude.

[ a joke, despite the frown. there's no real heat behind it, anyway; this is how he always is, and she's gotten used to it. but two can play this game, and she nudges his shin with her foot. ]

[upperdosed]

[he responds in possibly the most childish way, by sticking out his tongue and poking her shoulder. honestly, alex really is working for two giant toddlers. nic smirks, shaking his head to disagree.]

This is my best attitude, I don't know what you're talking about.

[he places emphasis on the best by making the sign a bit wider than the rest, looking alex in the eye as if to dare her to challenge his superiority in attitude.]