"Sweet, that means I have ten more months judge free!" she giggled.
"I could not imagine that," she laughed. "You'd have adorable dumbo babies but that boy should not procreate. He can barely handle himself... he was so drunk last weekend..." Michi cut herself short and leaned back in her seat. That was a close one.
Mari couldn't hold a loud bark of laughter about Gray's ears, especially after the fight in her journal, and hid her face behind the menu while she tried to regain a little composure.
Thankfully, the sunglasses hid the panic from her face as Michi nearly let slip. She gave a kick under the table, but it could have landed on either of the girls.
"Oh shit, let's not talk about stinky boys" she said, which was out of character itself. "I've had enough of them this weekend."
"Trust me, I have no plans to let him anywhere near me without a c-- ow, fuck me! What was that for?!" Hunter replied, her eyebrows furrowing up as she hunched over a bit in an attempt to reach under the table and rub her wounded leg. She fixed Mari with a pout.
"I had no clue you were givin up dick all of a sudden, don't kick my ass for it," she teased, tongue sticking out. "Was your homecoming date that bad of a lay?"
Michi was certain that the kick was meant for her and she sunk down deeper into her seat. "Hey! I was her homecoming date! And I'm an amazing lay!" Michi joked.
"Are you giving up d?" Michi turned to Mari. "I didn't know that. Marianne why don't you tell me these things!?"
"Fuck! I'm not giving up any dick. You have to actually get some before you give it up." She pouted right back at the other two, preferring the subject to be steering towards her own lovelife rather than Michiko's right now.
"Oh yeah, I guess that's true," Hunter agreed, unable to help but chuckle a little at the realization. "How is that going, by the way? Still no freshmen willing to put their hand up your skirt?" the blonde questioned, tilting her head a bit as she grinned at her friend. She was glad they all had thick-skin; what was the sense of friend if you couldn't rip on each other and laugh about it. She did mean every word of torment to be in good fun.
"Oh there are plenty of boys out there who would love to put their hands up our gorgeous Mari's skirt," Michi beamed. "Maybe you could hook up with that cute little sophomore, you know... the one who barely knows where he is," she giggled. "Or Vinnie, he's cute and loud. Or anyone on the quodpot team, we could totally hook you up," Michi teased gently.
"Ew, a sophomore?" Mari scrunched her face, though it quickly changed when she spotted the waitress bringing over their food. Setting it down in front of them, Mari gave a longing noise for her burger, picking out the onions and taking a massive bite.
"Seriously though" she continued with a mouth full of food. "Who wouldn't want me? I'm part of a gang of hot bitches."
Hunter grinned as their food arrived, staring down as the waitress unloaded all of the plates in front of them. Mari's noise of longing for her burger about summed up everything Hunter was feeling. She wasn't sure where to start, so she decided with the candycorn, popping a small handful into her mouth as Mari spoke.
"That's what we're saying. Ya need to get laid, you're makin' us look bad," Hunter replied, still grinning. "So just blow a sophomore already and become a true hot bitch."
"Oh seriously," Michiko said, her eyes getting big she she looked at her food. "I mean come on Marianne, who wouldn't want a piece of your fine ass," she grinned.
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