indesolution | post 36

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witch, i got a date tonight. don't stay up late waiting.

put on the tea, nero, i'll be there in a few.

don't be shy.

I'm not shy.

let me guess, house is a mess.

What's-her-name clea--

THAT'S NOT THE POINT. If you want to date go to your Popsicle boyfriend, all right?

nah, he's busy making the kitchen into an ice rink.

Then go have sex on some fucking ice.

not in the mood. i'm more for tea and smart mouthed little shits.

Well, Dante, don't you think our little date could send us in another night of jail? I'm sure you and Pop want to get your little club going.

nah, i'm a pacifist now.

And I'm Sparta himself. Welcome home, son.

i'd give your impression a 2/10. why don't you try again?

Fuck. I don't know anything about Sparta.

you have a few minutes to think it up.

Whatever. Come if you want, doesn't mean I'm going hang out with you.

so, what do you got planned?

hellbounded.livejournal.com - 2008-05-10 04:58 (UTC) - Expand

um. still waiting on snowmen!

don't worry, he'll deliver.

I hope so!

Her name is Rose, and it wouldn't kill ya to remember to pick up your socks!

trouble in paradise!

Right, socks.

No really. They're getting put in your food next time I find them under the couch.

Never had to worry about stupid fucking socks before...

Well you've never had to live with me before, have you?

Someone doesn't have experience with the ladies!