now now, joyce, no need to drag the sex worker industry into this Collateral damage aside, I’m glad that this end of the storyline has enough room for Joyce’s thoughts to breathe.
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now now, joyce, no need to drag the sex worker industry into this Collateral damage aside, I’m glad that this end of the storyline has enough room for Joyce’s thoughts to breathe.
See! There’s the hypothermia! While one could chide Joyce for needing external validation, sometimes we fucking do, y’know? I dunno. I think I was in more Joyce headspace when I originally wrote this than Walky.
Joyce: I wish you would be honest with your feelings, and with me! Joe: Though you would please me short-term, I would not please you long-term. Joyce: not like that
well, i mean, she’s currently passing dumbiverse joe’s three tests of “is it okay to do a lady,” i guess
Walky: Strong enough to lift cars, accidentally break ketchup bottles when trying to open them, can be defeated by tying his hoodie sleeves together
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