001 :: Shattered Pieces of My Heart

[vlvular_d_fect]

We're out of bandages and I need at least a whole pack for my head, forget about my shit arms and sprained leg.

I think Sakon needs anger management, more than I do about this fuckin' disease anyhow. He threw me out the window today, the friggen window from the third floor. He's lucky I didn't die, or unlucky depending one how you looked at it.

Comments

[redfightlight]

You're both fucking retards. You pay me double and I'll do your shit for you.

[vlvular_d_fect]

You're that much of a bitch you couldn't help a sick kid stop the bleeding?

I like you, name's Ukon.

[redfightlight]

Yes I am. Fuckin' proud of it.

Tayuya, pleasure's yours.

[vlvular_d_fect]

'Course it is.

*mutters about not getting out anyhow.*

So you gonna help me or what? Five minutes of your time won't kill ya.

[preachthechoir]

Wait wait wait...let me get this straight...

Right out the window?

Awesome!

[vlvular_d_fect]

Yeah, out the friggen window from three stories up...

[preachthechoir]

Nice. :D

[vlvular_d_fect]

Not "nice" you moron. It was painful, all things considered.

[redfightlight]

Well you-

... Man you are hard.

[vlvular_d_fect]

Thanks? *looks around*

[redfightlight]

Good aspect? Hell, better than me. *pokes stomach disdainfully*

[vlvular_d_fect]

Hey! *coughs into hand softly* What are you doing?

[redfightlight]

Comparing chests. Boys are fucking lucky. They gets abs and I get tits.

[drtymouth_twyn]

The fuck you two on about?

[redfightlight]

Your ass.

[drtymouth_twyn]

Why thanks, bitch. Calmed down today?

[redfightlight]

I'M ALWAYS CALM.