[ well. that's... a flag. billy isn't sure what color, but i just need to see you doesn't feel like a good thing for some reason. billy blinks at his phone, and then he's up on his feet, shoving his feet into his sneakers and grabbing up his board - he's less concerned with having a decent place to skate right now and more concerned with getting to marcus as quickly as possible - and texting with one hand. ]
yeah? i think i'll come check it out. meet you there in 15?
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yeah?
i think i'll come check it out.
meet you there in 15?