016 ❖ The Greatest Twist Yet

[noluckduck]

[Phone]

[Oh, damn, you can almost hear Clover breathing into the receiver.] Mother of shit.

I just looked at the goddamn calendar.

[Whatever this is about, it must be serious. She sounds absolutely mindblown.]






My birthday was last motherfuckin' week.

Thanks a bunch, Mayfield! Lovin' my time here, ya know?! God, fuck this town.

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[noluckduck]

Dude, c'mon. I'm kinda serious.

[webball]

Right...uh, sorry. About the birthday thing too. That is rough.

[noluckduck]

Thanks for gettin' it. Some morons don't.

[webball]

How old are you now?

[noluckduck]

I'm 16. [PRACTICALLY AN ADULT.]

[webball]

Haha oh boy... I remember being sixteen. Awkward time for me. Nerdy clothes, lack of friends, pro wrestling stints, family tragedy... Spiderriffic adventures.

[noluckduck]

... Pro wrestling?

[Clover knows Spider-Man exists, and all, but she isn't really a fan in the proper sense of the word, so this is news to her.]

[webball]

[Don't feel too bad; that would be news to most people actually, save a few diehard wrestling fans/fourth wall breaking comic or movie watchers like us.]

Yeah, adolescence is weird. Anyway, you should still do something to celebrate it, buy a gift for yourself... Maybe a swear jar? Gift that keeps on giving!

[noluckduck]

Dude, I don't want anybody profitin' offa my talkin' habits.

[webball]

Not even yourself?

[noluckduck]

I dunno, man, I really don't think that'd work out.