DAVE: goddammit terezi
DAVE: lets take this from a common sense approach ok
DAVE: how can you say i smell like uranus when you dont even know how it smells…?
Keep shaking your head, Dave. That is the only way to make the situation practical in your own mind.
Although you probably gave yourself too much credit at times, you understood that you were not the dullest bulb in the pack. With that being said, your brain drew a complete blank. How would you go about doing this?
DAVE: how can a flavor be considered ‘weird’ anonymous
DAVE: would you consider a combination between peanut butter basil and mayonnaise to be strange enough
…and then the situation gets even more complicated. While you are completely down for committing to this dare out of the sheer irony, you realize that it could also backfire terribly if mishandled. You ponder for a moment before giving a definitive response.
DAVE: sure thing
DAVE: but if she ends up getting offended you have my word that im gunning for your ass
Normally, he would ignore messages of this nature. Not because he was afraid or felt as though he was above them, simply because he didn’t seem to care. But this was an opportunity to show off his womanizing skills and prove a point to himself, once and for all that he did - indeed - have the ‘juice’.
Somewhere between 5’6” - 5’8”.
I doubt he’d be much taller, though I do believe when he grows up he’ll have a tall and lanky build like his brother.