In the Gym

[ensigntanner]

After this....

*pounds the punching bag*

*muttering*

fucking boyfriends...

*thud thud* *kick* *thud thwap*

*mutters, mimicking*
'I'm not some cheap whore that coddles you when you are in a lousy mood.' Yeah fucking RIGHT

*keeps pounding on the bag in time to the pounding in his head*

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[ethannova]

::stands at door, sees Steo having one fucker of a workout::

::takes of shoes at door::

heh...

::slides in::

EVERYBODY WAS KUNG FOO FIGHTING!!

[ensigntanner]

*jumps, startled*

For crying out loud, Don't DO THAT!

*throws a half-hearted punch at the bag*

What do you want?

[ethannova]

what? can't a guy work out? In peace and quiet and all things tranquil??

[ensigntanner]

*snorts and goes back to punching and kicking*

There is no such thing

*kick*

As peace and quiet

*punch*

Aboard this boat

*punchkickpunch*

*winces as he miscalculates the punch and the shock jars up his arm and sets off his headache again*

[ethannova]

::wipes imaginery tear from eye:: gee, thanks mate. Travis and i were sch IDIOTS. We've been friends for so long and... wasted all this precious time... it's heartbreaking so it is...

[ensigntanner]

Just remember your old buddy Stephen when the firstborn comes around

*feels a slight twinge in his chest*

*drowns it with the hooch*

name it Stephen Mayweather-Novakovich....hmmm, kind of a mouthful.

*grins wickedly*

[ethannova]

I was going to name him Tallulah but... yeah, maybe Stephen is a better name....

So... you're drunk, I've been little help otherwise. How you feeling?

[ensigntanner]

*blinks*

I am drunk. Cool!

*thinks*

I am feeling...like I would like to explore new depths of drunkenness. Care to join me on a voyage of discovery?