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[be_on_your]

[The phone is knocked off the hook as Matt stumbles back, the opened package laying in front of him. The phone catches him midway through a scream of pain, clutching his bleeding face.]

SON OF A- God- dammit!- my- my fa-

...

[The sound of heavy breathing.]...hhhaaahahahahahaha

Comments

[yanderefly]

You're really awfully ugly, aren't you, Matt?

I hope your little girlfriend won't be too disgusted.

[be_on_your]

Maybe you'd like a set to match, dude? Kinda sounds like it.

It's all good. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Or you.

[yanderefly]

Oh dear, I'm frightened.

Of course, mine would heal, whereas your looks permanent, doesn't it?

[be_on_your]

Nothing I'm not used to.

Don't tell me you're jealous of Ini, Dollie. You didn't think you were the only fish in the sea, did you? It'd take someone pretty special to take me off the dating scene, and sorry, but you just don't make the cut.

[onlyeverabackup]

...? Are you alright?

[be_on_your]

Fine! I'm fine. Don't come in here. Gah...

[onlyeverabackup]

If you say so...

Is there anything I can do to help?

[be_on_your]

...get me a wet towel or something, I don't know.

[if_she_hollers]

M-Matt?! Is that like, you? What happened? You like, didn't drink the milk, did you?!

[be_on_your]

What? What? No, I didn't drink the milk, how stupid do you think I am?

[if_she_hollers]

Gosh like, sorry. I thought for a second that you were like . . . Never mind.

So like, what happened? You need any like, medical attention?

[be_on_your]

No, it's- it's fine, babe. Don't worry about me, just cut myself a little. It's none of your concern.