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Nursey Week Day 6: Opportunity/Dreamer

Snuggle frogs!!!!! None of them fit in that bed smh

Hm, for a prompt, how about Lardo coming out as some kind of queer to the team?

They’re joking.

Lardo thinks they’re joking. She hopes they are, because if Ransom and Holster are being serious right now, Lardo’s gonna have to address the fact that her best friends are morons. Sure, Lardo’s never explicitly stated her sexuality; she’s not really sure what it is herself, other than not straight. She thought that much was obvious.  And now Camilla’s looking at her like she’s not sure what’s going on, and Lardo had been so cool earlier and managed to bring her hot date back to her place and these guys are going to ruin it for her.

“See?” Holster is saying, waving his hand dramatically at the girls. “Chicks cuddle on the couch all the time bro, and they’ve got the closest friendships.”

Lardo winces a little at the word ‘friendship’ and Camilla just shakes her head, hiding a smile. Thank God she already knows the guys through Jack, or she might start to think Lardo has bad taste in friends.

“What more do you want from me, man?” Ransom asks, hands thrown up in desperation. “We’ve already started taking communal naps.”

Throughout this, Lardo and Camilla sit stock still on the couch, hoping if they don’t move, neither of the guys will notice Lardo’s unbuttoned shirt, Camilla’s hiked-up skirt. The haus was supposed to be empty, damnit.

“I’m just saying, if we wanna win the championship this year, we gotta up our d-man chemistry. Lardo and Cams are already hella tight. What’s your secret, Lards?”

Lardo looks at Camilla, asking a silent question. Camilla shrugs and nods.

“We’re dating,” Lardo answers simply. It feels good to say.

Holster’s face does a complicated series of expressions and Ransom looks like he’s trying not to react but failing pretty hard at it.

“Oh no. Oh man, are we totally cockblocking you right now?” Holster asks, moving towards his bag in small backwards steps.

“Box-blocking, dude,” Ransom corrects, tossing his own backpack over his shoulder. “We’ll be in the library for an hour… studying and stuff.”

“Make it two,” Lardo shouts to their hastily retreating backs.

Is Your Sign Mom Friendly?

Aries: no

Taurus: what a mom friend :)))

Gemini: the friend that accidentally says something they shouldn't

Cancer: mothers love them

Leo: lol no

Virgo: the most mom friendly

Libra: mother approved

Scorpio: surprisingly mom friendly

Sagittarius: oh yikes no

Capricorn: 100% mom friendly

Aquarius: NOT MOM FRIENDLY!!!

Pisces: always the mom favorite

Being married someday is going to be so cool. like you get to come home to your best friend every single day and just do life together.

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My favourite part about Ransom and Holster not clueing into Shitty and Lardo’s relationship is that they obviously can’t tell when a friendship has gone past the point of platonic, and so it’s completely plausible that they wouldn’t be able to tell with their own relationship.

If you're not too terribly busy, the world could always use more Holsom fluff :)

Holsom fluff, my favorite! I combined this with a secondary request from @zombizombi for some ref!Holster, which I could not resist, because Holster+bitching speaks to my soul. Also, team dentist!Ransom, because it amused me. (Warning: mention of teeth.)

Ransom landed in his seat barelyfive minutes before the game was supposed to start. Lardo, feet propped upagainst the glass, sketchbook against her knees, fingertips just peeking out ofthe sleeves of yet another sweatshirt stolen from Shitty, spared him a glanceand a “You’re late” before going back to sketching warm-ups.

“I know, I know. Kid broke off twoof her teeth on the playground, right up to the nerve, so I had to do somecomposites.”

She grimaced. “Ugh.”

“Why do you ask me these thingswhen you know I’m going to talk to you about teeth? I’m a dentist, for fuck’ssake. And we’re here to watch hockey.”

“I’m in it for the butts.”

He grinned as he took in the playerstretching on the ice in front of her and then her sketchbook. “Think Shitswill like that one?”

“I call it ‘Spread,’” she saidloftily.

He choked and was suddenly glad hehadn’t had time to stop by concessions on his way in. “So, uh, where is Shitstonight anyway?”

She waved a hand vaguely, barelymissing whacking him in the face with the end of the sleeve. “Up in the office.They needed some documents looked over.”

He recognized that tone. “How longhave you guys been here?”

“Hours.”

“Couldn’t get anyone to strip foryou?”

“Shut up.” Then she turned to himand smiled slowly.

Ransom was immediately alarmed. “Ohgod. What?”

“There is some news you’ll want.”

“Yeah?” he asked cautiously.

“New ref.”

Ransom’s eyebrows went up. “And I’minterested in this… because why? I mean, is he supposed to be good or biased orsomething else?”

“Tall. He’s supposed to be verytall. You’ll see.”

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