❝ if this is you playin’ TRICKS on me, i don’t think i’m really into it. ❞
his bottom lip POUTED out, obviously unappreciative of being MOCKED so plainly. he slumped his half of the corpse over the side of the dumpster, distancing his hands from his body with grimace of distaste. MIND POWERS, oh, harley would KILL for some of those. would be a fancy party trick, at least.
❝ you coulda reminded me. so lemme guess, if i HADN’T been around, you’d have just THROWN the ‘im into the dumpster with ya FANCY BRAINSTUFF and i wouldn’t have had to touch this thing. ❞
“It’ll be keepin’ me outta Belle Reve, so Y E A H. It’s worth it.” Despite the sarcasm LACING her tone and her slightly condescending SMIRK, she was actually quite GRATEFUL for Harley’s help. Bless him, “Alrighty, you get the feet and I’ll get the arms, yeah?” She raised her eyebrows at him, smirk TWITCHING at her lips once again as she bent to grab a hold of the corpse’s upper limbs.
harley’s fingers curled in disgust, mouth twisting as he looked down at the corpse. it wasn’t that he wasn’t HAPPY to help a friend out, especially if it meant keeping them out of the BIG HOUSE, but he wasn’t sure if she was just PLAYINGwith him right now. reluctant hands take up the ankles with a hiss of revulsion.
❝ ya know, you’re LUCKY i like ya, doll. i wouldn’t be doin’ this for anyone else, ya hear? ❞
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❝ RIGHT NOW? ya gotta know, morrie, i ain’t no BODYBUILDER either. ❞
the HARLEQUIN pressed a finger to his lips, pondering the request with a thoughtful hum. he’s no GOOD BOY, for sure, but hell, what else has he got to do right now?
❝ eh, fuck it, i’ll cut ya a break. HOPE THE STIFF’S WORTH IT. ❞