Jerome Valeska | Gotham

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[likeavirus]

1. found a cell phone. in the freezer. wrapped in bologna. explain?

2. I keep confusing the name of her and her dog. Both are appropriate.

3. What's the wine called that we really like and usually drink with xanax?

4. it was like watching bambi learning to walk, if bambi had a giant gash in his Achilles tendon

2.

[babbing]

Always easy to mistake one bitch for another.

[likeavirus]

See, I knew you'd understand!

3.

[riddleman]

Basically any Pinot Noir. I'd give you an exact pairing, but once you add the Xanax you're done giving a damn anyway.

Not that it matters, but are you technically even 21 yet?

[likeavirus]

Good point. Thanks for the reminder.

Like you said, doesn't matter.
For all that it does, I'm ageless, baby.

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[slithy]

Oh, Cheshire cat, you should know.
Things don't get explained, that's the way things go.

I wonder, I wonder
why you ponder
a stray, unclaimed phone is no strange feat.
even if it's found wrapped in lunch meat.

[likeavirus]

Uggghhh
Don't you ever get tired of the rhyming schtick? gets old, fast, pal.

4.

[zsaszle]

Leave my boss alone, that's ableist.

i have to hijack i am sorry

[beaky]

VICTOR

I don't think he was talking about me!!!

1.

[freeroam]

why are you asking me? it's probably your stupid, gross bologna wrapped phone.

[likeavirus]

Seemed as good a person as any to ask.

1; she doesn't even go to this school

[itistolaugh]

no
& stay out of my freezer

[likeavirus]

I think you left out some key details, there, dollface.
where's the fun in that?

3.

[exceptionless]

You just want me to tell you? How about we do one better. Why don't you just tell me where you are and I'll bring you a bottle?

[ except there will be no wine. and definitely no xanax :| ]

[likeavirus]

Ha! Cute. But no.
What are you up to these days, Jimmy Boy?

wildcarding this bitch

[trickedya]

People were stuck in the elevator screaming and freaking out. I banged on the door and yelled, "fire department!" They got excited and then I ran away. lolz

text; yES I'M DOUBLE DIPPING WHAT OF IT

[itistolaugh]

did you leave a present at my door

1/2 wildcarding

[mostlyajerk]

I'm a big fan of your penis but I will not sit through an animated movie dedicated to it.

3; HOW MANY HARLEYS CAN YOU HANDLE

[quinnbee]

It's a special varietal called "whatever I can shove in my purse when the cashier isn't looking." Did your mom get her prescription refilled?

{When I'm with my clique, we know how to party | Axel, Harley

[likeavirus]

After the initial greeting part of the evening is over, it's time to show Axel what a good time in Gotham looks like. And also going on a hunt to find Harley before she finds an older, more interesting guy to go home with for the night. Two birds, one party. Hopefully, anyway. He knows her usual haunts, so they'll be the ones he starts this pub crawl in, and he'll expand from there.

They hit a few of the bars first before eventually making their way to a proper club. There were plenty of both in the city, after all, and what's a pub crawl if they don't hit several?!

"So anyway," he says as they go to get drinks, "turns out the blind bastard really was my dad all along." He shrugs, unphased by the whole thing. "Killed him, too." His parents were useless to him, and no one was really going to miss them anyway.

[trickedya]

"A lot of your stories end in 'then I killed him/them/her'." Axel mused as he took his drink, head tilted to the side. He hadn't ever killed yet himself but he wasn't about to let on to that. Especially not in Gotham where that kind of thing was on par with admitting he's a virgin. "Not that I'm complaining. Seems like a smart move, parents are sometimes just obstacles. I didn't really ever have any, I can't relate."

He does, however, heart eyes big time as he pulled out his phone, googled his dad and offered it out to Jerome. "That's my dad. The original trickster. He's kind of the worst."

Not to brag but his dad could beat up your dad. Which isn't really a brag if your dad is dead but whatever. "So this girl you're looking for... where is she?"

{You've got one shot, boy, better make it your best one | Harley

[likeavirus]

The thing about having an entire week before he's allowed to put forth any actual effort into this whole impression and date thing that Harley's allowing is that Jerome has had way too much time to think and over think every possible aspect of it. And where that may lead, well, who can tell. Even Jerome himself doesn't tend to know what he's going to do until he's in the moment.

That said, he's at her door promptly at 7:30, just like they agreed. Admittedly, he's really never done this whole Dating Thing so he only has bad Hollywood movies and his mother's terrible examples to go off of so he might be really bad at it. But he should definitely get points for trying or something. He even brought flowers.

"Knock, knock, Harls!" comes the almost giddy shout from the other side of the door, accompanying the rhythmic tapping on her door.

[itistolaugh]

Harley is going all-in on this date. It's the only chance he will get, and she doesn't hate the kid. It's just, well, he's a kid. So she will let him have a good time before ripping out and stomping all over his heart one last time, literally if need be.

She doesn't even make him wait at the door, opening immediately after the knocking wearing a favorite dress and, more importantly, a genuine smile with real affection behind it. Something Jerome has only had turned his way a handful of times, and never on purpose.

"Oh, flowers!" Harley leans in to take them, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Let me put these in water, and then I'm all yours, Puddin'."

She leaves the door open for him, as much of an invitation as he ever gets.

text;

[quinnbee]

babe your little fanbase creeps me out. can we please get rid of them?

[likeavirus]

They are a little annoying, I'll admit
But they make for GREAT canon fodder.
Very expendable, no one will even miss them.
Probably