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OWEN SHAW | 35

Born and raised in London, resident of the world. Any more personal information given only to those willing to ask for it.

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"This is Shaw. Leave your message, get back to you once I can."

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[badluckwithplanes]

What's the Golden Girls?

Do you mean the show on telly? Never watched it.

[fourthwalled]

WHAT?! It's only the greatest sitcom that ever existed. Nevermind, I'm taking my check back!

[Wade is overreacting juuust a bit, maybe. But look. He's a Bea Arther man 4 LIFE!]

[badluckwithplanes]

Suit yourself, mate. I don't really waste time with conversation over dinner anyway.

[Seriously why else would that even matter? For someone you're going to have sex with??]

[fourthwalled]

Just a straight to the point kind of guy? I suppose I could forgive you. [But if he gets his hands on any episodes of the Golden Girls he's going to make him watch them! (or try to anyway!)]

But for the record the correct answer would be Fuck Blanche, Marry Dorothy, and Kill Rose. Just so you know if it ever comes up again. [As though it would.]

[badluckwithplanes]

[Yes please try to make him watch Golden Girls. He hasn't really "done" television in about seven or eight years. It'll be fun. Or, "fun".]

I'll make a note of that. There better not be a quiz.

[fourthwalled]

[Wade will enjoy himself, that goes without saying! And maybe if Wade plays his cards right it'll be a Netflix and chill in space, eh? Ah, well, a man could hope anyway!]

There might be. But I'll make it multiple choice, go easy on you.

[badluckwithplanes]

Hmm. Are you the type to 'go easy' on a lot of people then?

[He had to, it was right there.]

[fourthwalled]

Ha! Good one. Well, I am easy! But I don't 'go easy'.
And I've got stamina for days!

[badluckwithplanes]

Promises, promises.

So what have you been doing to keep in shape while we're here since there's no gym?

[Eyebrow waggle somewhat implied. More than one way to get a workout, after all.]

[fourthwalled]

Less 'fun' workouts than I'd hoped for. But it takes people a while to warm up to me.

[And have them not run away screaming.]

[badluckwithplanes]

Maybe you should ask less questions about having sex with octogenarians.

[fourthwalled]

Naah, that can't be it. It's because I'm just too amazing. You normies just can't hang. ;)

[badluckwithplanes]

So you think you intimidate people, is that it.

[fourthwalled]

Yes. Exactly. I don't think you could handle me.

[Maybe he's hoping making it a challenge will make the man more inclined to prove him wrong!]

[badluckwithplanes]

Would you be keeping the gimp suit on the entire time? Because I freely admit, I might find that a little hard to handle.

[Since by this point he's reverse looked up Wade on bangr and...yeah, what.]

[fourthwalled]

Correction. Superhero suit.

I can take it off. But how do you feel about scars?
Lots of them.

[badluckwithplanes]

I assume they're on your face as well?

[He can be into scars, though he typically draws the line at outright disfigurement. Even in a hook-up though, personality does help mitigate. And if nothing else Wade is...feisty.]

[fourthwalled]

Yes. And my whole body. [Ah, what the hell. He sends a pic. He can handle rejection!

Or so he tells himself.]

[badluckwithplanes]

[Woof. Okay, then, but again no: he's seen worse if he thinks about it. Or if not outright worse, then less workable.

Not that he's going to be nice enough to actually reassure him right now.]

That's a hell of a thing. But you walked away from it. Whatever 'it' was, in this context.

[fourthwalled]

I was a science experiment. I used to be fucking hot too. Dreamy, even!

[badluckwithplanes]

Sorry to hear that, mate.

[Or in other words: this.]

You made them pay for that, I hope.

[fourthwalled]

I did. When I escaped to blew up the entire place in the process. And then i tracked down the guy running the show and shot him in the fucking head.

[badluckwithplanes]

Well done, you. If nothing else that's earned you a drink on me, to celebrate.

[fourthwalled]

I'll take it.

[If only he could get drunk...]