Er.

So.

The truth, yeah?

....John, I'll be under me tarp.

[ooc: Cowardly and honest Cassidy is cowardly and honest.]

So the bastard is back. Caught him spooning what looked like a fourteen year old girl on the bed when I came in. Never seen anyone run so fast.

Hey, Cor, you and Faye up for getting smashed with the idiot? I've got two bottles of whiskey and no desire to drink it on my own.

Oy.

I made a fucking salad.

Nearly sliced my fucking hand off, too.

This has got to be a fucking joke. Shite, I'm not coming out now, this is sick.

Sick.

I look like Arseface.

[ooc: No icons; I fail]

Fayyyyyeeeeeee............

Faeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..........

'm shorry, luv. Forgive ol' Cassidy. Yeh're the most beeeyoootifool woman aliiiiive and I'm just scummm........

Ish thish thing on?

[sound of keys, clicking]

It says click any key to cancel? Which one is the any key!

[end transmission]

Every week new shite hits the fucking fan.

The rest of you wankers can eat shite. Faye, luv, you don't have to. Obviously.

Constantine, I have a bottle of Jack. Share?

So it is true that chicks all get to bleeding at the same time when they live together too long.

Shite. Sorry, ladies.

Filtered away from Faye, Rosiel, Katan and Joshua//unhackable

Oy, bleeders.

Tell me what you know about this fucker.

It's important. He fucked over my girl.

/filtered

Constantine was murdered by a fucking doll.

The good always die young. I'd get smashed in his honor but I've got better shite to do tonight.

Oy, all you wankers are right idiots.

I really fucking hope I didn't hurt her.

[ooc: Cassidy doesn't remember yesterday, but his worst was a drug addict + abusive boyfriend. Faye-mun, John-mun, if you want to go with that, feel free~]

Shite.

Fuck off, fuckers. I'm goin' out.