ONE ON ONE (WITH FORK SATAN)

(Line)

"You sure?"

(Gtg)

(awww bye Sly.)

"Yeah, I'm sure."

(Sorry for being off the majority of the time you were here. ;u;)

(Good morning!)

(no not good)

(D: Why?)

(bECAUSE IT"S MORNING AND I"M TIRED

so wanna continue?)

(Sure mate

I hate mornings)

Jules sighed. I always screw everything up…

(same)

You didn't screw anything up. Lilith thought irritably back as she used him as a weight holder.

Jules winced. "Careful."

Lilith leaned off of him and sighed. "Ready to go?"

"Yep." He nodded.

They headed out of the hospital. "So how are we gonna get out of this place?"

(Sorry my internet cut out)

"I dunno, to be honest. Neither of us has enough money to get another ship." Lilith sighed gently and grabbed Jules' arm.

(…)

(Sorry I had to leave for a bit)

(ya das ok)

(hiii)

(HEY! :D)

(^D^)

(ARE YA READY)

(heCK Ya)

Jules frowned. "Right. So……" He squeezed his eyes shut, then popped them open. "I'VE GOT IT!"

Lilith jumped a little and glared at him. "The hell are you shouting for?"

"Sorry I got excited." He blushed. "We could get hired on a cargo ship and hop from planet to planet to save up money?"

Lilith grimaced a little. "I'm sure we could do that. It's… kinda… well… Nevermind, that sounds great!"

"Okay!" Jules perked up. "So now to the station to begin our loitering."

Lilith frowned a little. "What will we do about the ship?"

"Oh…." Jules frowned. "I hadn't thought of that…"

"Should we report it or something?"

"Dunno…" He shrugged. "I guess?"