Denver:DOWNLOAD ATTACHMENT
Shepard:HOLY FUCK
Shepard:You are definitely one hot Bucky.
Shepard:I’m saving that photo.
Denver:Not for anything pervy, I hope.
Shepard:Of course it’s for something pervy—why else would I keep it?
Denver:Gross.
Denver:I’m headed to a party. I expect a photo of you too, Captain.
Shepard:DOWNLOAD ATTACHMENT
Denver:OMG PUT SOME FREAKIN’ CLOTHES ON!
Shepard:What? You said you wanted a pic. I’m not dressed yet.
Denver:I meant of your costume. THE COSTUME.
Denver:No wonder you’re single.
Shepard:I have a girlfriend!
Denver:A girlfriend I’d have better chances with.
Shepard:That cut deep, Den. Super deep.
Shepard:Enjoy your party. I’ll send a real pic later.
Denver:I swear, if there is a single dick in the pic…
Shepard:Well, there could only be one. I’m not going to sprout another dick in the next hour.
Shepard:Though that could come in handy for our threesome…
Denver:BLOCKED
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Denver:Brace yourself. I’m about to admit something crazy.
Shepard:I’m ready.
Denver:You are a genius.
Shepard:I know I am, but care to elaborate on why?
Denver:I got SO many compliments on my Bucky costume last night. I’m pretty sure everyone thought the gender flip was the greatest thing in the whole world.
Shepard:I kind of figured you were…popular. I saw your photos on BookFace.
Denver:You did?
Denver:I didn’t get any notifications from you.
