[koby's a mess after the run-in with tim, bandaged up and banged around, concussed and a little woozy. so it takes him longer than he means it to, getting the little to-go container of froyo and nestling it into a cooler with an ice pack because he's considerate that way, and who knows where jinx is right now. hopefully not committing murder.
he tucks a couple types of candy in too, little plastic to-go cups from the restaurant, making sure to put extra sour twizzlers, because he's read the entire group chat four times while resting. on top, a note:] It's more fun to put the stuff in yourself. I really hope you're not in the Mario Kart prison. If you aren't, next time I'll get this with you.
delivery; probably while she's shooting spike's dick off
he tucks a couple types of candy in too, little plastic to-go cups from the restaurant, making sure to put extra sour twizzlers, because he's read the entire group chat four times while resting. on top, a note:] It's more fun to put the stuff in yourself. I really hope you're not in the Mario Kart prison. If you aren't, next time I'll get this with you.
-- Koby