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lovesbitch) wrote2010-01-23 08:51 pm
lovesbitch) wrote2010-01-23 08:51 pm
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The Powers That Be certainly think they're goddamn funny, don't they?
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Imagine it wouldn't be.. a pleasant experience.
I wasn't too keen on coming back this time around.
I wasn't too keen on coming back this time around.
I wasn't either when I first got here. Sometimes I'm still not.
Sweetie, you fucking chose to come here. That's a mindfuck in and of itself.
--Not exactly. But sure enough, I'm nutters.
Yeah, can't do anything about it.
May as well enjoy it while we're here.
Not exactly? I thought fucking wardens could only come here by fucking choice?
Apparently not, pet. But I'm here now, so result's the same.
[Frankie opted to save the chastising of the name 'Spike' until after he got the smokes. He had picked up the alcohol, as promised, on his way up to the deck and now arrived, looking around for someone dark and shady that might fit the bill of a vampire named Spike.
He, himself, definitely stood out in his bright plaid shorts and chill t-shirt, tattoos adorning his arms. Frankie really needed to get better at remembering to get peoples' descriptions and shit.]
"Hey! Spike, man!" [He shouted across the deck. No fear of embarrassment.]
He, himself, definitely stood out in his bright plaid shorts and chill t-shirt, tattoos adorning his arms. Frankie really needed to get better at remembering to get peoples' descriptions and shit.]
"Hey! Spike, man!" [He shouted across the deck. No fear of embarrassment.]
[He quirked a brow, making his way over to Frankie. He reminded him of Harris, in those awful shorts.]
'lo. [pulls out the crumpled pack of fags, fiddling with them a moment before passing them over] Don't spend 'em all in one place.
'lo. [pulls out the crumpled pack of fags, fiddling with them a moment before passing them over] Don't spend 'em all in one place.
"Yeah, sure." [Frankie agreed without caring, handing over the partial bottle of alcohol. Fair trade. Better, from what he'd heard. It was allegedly easier to get alcohol than smokes on this boat.] "Thanks, man. Anythin' else you need?"
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