... This is what happens when ya can't get someone outta yer mind for hours straight. They end up turning ya into something ya swore ya'd never be and ya realize just how much they've rubbed off on ya during the time ya've been together.

... Boss is gonna kill me... or him. Whichever comes first.

( Private to Gin. )

( Private to Luppi. )

Spreading uncalled for rumors are low, Fruitface. So I'm taking the liberty of leaving now before I murder your ass.

Be thankful.

... I feel some strange reason to be scared, though I ain't even sure why I should be in the first place. Take a few wild guesses.

Hint: Might just have something to do with a certain fruit.

( Private to Grimm. )

( Private. )

( Private. )

There's a change of winds I can feel. A storm's breaking, I can smell it. Whether or not this is a good thing, still remains to be seen ( Read more... )

Quick update and heads up:

I. AIN'T. GAY.

Any rumors being spread by a certain Fruitcake aren't true. Seriously.

( Private to Grimm. )

Been seeing a lotta new faces here, this being a new place for me an’ all. Only saw a couple of familiar ones. The hair stood out, so it was hard not to notice. Jus’ a heads up, Grimm. ‘bout the hair, that is. It stands out FYI. An’ the uniform’s okay ‘nuff. The tie’s somethin’ I’m getting rid of soon. Shirt could lose a couple of buttons too ( Read more... )

The school here doesn't seem as bad as my last one. The teachers are a lil' slow in some aspects an' obviously they don't wanna give us any hands on experience in anything. Borin'. The students are kinda slow too. Then again, not everyone can keep up with the program. But eh, the Fruitface from before's here. Ya can practically smell him out being ( Read more... )