34.-Strikes unreadable.
Well thank fucking god that's over. At least I can leave my room without having to worry about friends people I know punching me in the fucking face.
Denise, I need more fucking smokes.
Denise, I need more fucking smokes.
25- Fuck this flood.
Well now that this fucking flood is over, I'm going to get good and god damn drunk. While everyone else blah blah blah emotional bullshit over it, I'll be in the fucking pub.
[Edited sometime later.]
God fucking damn it. Someone come and let me into the fucking bar?
[OOC: Parker still has her gun, but unlike Charlie, she's not gonna be announcing it. Just in case someone wants to remember!]
[Edited sometime later.]
God fucking damn it. Someone come and let me into the fucking bar?
[OOC: Parker still has her gun, but unlike Charlie, she's not gonna be announcing it. Just in case someone wants to remember!]