xronantheaccuser:

{ ® } ;; —-    ”Men and lawn mowers.”

He was sounding more like an
echo than a person, as he did
nothing but repeat whatever it
was that she was saying. He
stopped and thought about it
for a second, before guessing:

     ”They’re both trim?” 

“Nope! If you’re not pushing
 it around, you’re riding it.”

Jack was still seated on the floor when she
clapped her hands together, snorting at her
own joke before dropping them into her lap.

“Alright,  your  turn.  Unless
I’m just tickling  your  funny
bone and want me to keep
going?”