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@2innocent2douglas
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: never.... morgy
rhett: uhm yours?
morrigan: ok well had to make sure
morrigan: i wanna hire a whole squad of guys in suits
morrigan: to stand there and look mysterious
morrigan: and then i want someone to start a speech only to be cut off by said guys and escorted out
morrigan: so everyone is gonna be like ??? forever
morrigan: of course the x files theme is gonna play the entire time
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everettmccormick:
Amusement hung in his glance. “How much did you exactly drink?” Rhett didn’t even try to hide it in his tone; His arms crossing over his chest as he evaluated every single way he could grind her gears a little more. That was, until the next line hit his ears, pulling a sigh out of him. “Morgy, I know what you mean. Trust me: This year will be better. I’ll get drafted into WWIII, and all your troubles will float away.” He tried to joke with her, a signature smirk overcoming his features.
Mog groaned at him, “I don’t even know., but it has to be some sort of record.” She let out a huff of laughter when Rhett started trying to cheer her up. About damn time he did, too, considering he’d definitely enabled all of her drinking. “Wow, can’t wait,” she joked back, sitting up straight(er) in her seat. As much as they both refused to admit it, the two of them got along far too well. “It’s kind of you to step up. All the enemies will line up to punch you in the face, and we’ll sneak attack while they’re distracted.”
312vince:
“em what could you ‘ve possibly taken that’s effectin’ you two weeks later?” he chuckles relived she wasn’t depressed but equally concerned with what was wrong with her. “that’s the spirit” he handed over the cup and watched as she tried to drink it lying down. vince shrugged “i’m not his keeper, sleepin’ maybe, its still early” he answered without acting like he didn’t know exactly who she was talking about.
“oh you don’t even wanna know,” she said with an exaggerated shrug. okay, maybe she was being a little dramatic about the whole thing, but she had a brand to keep up in that regard. if she wasn’t at least a little bit morose, then who even was she? “yeah it’s hella early, isn’t it?" she glanced at her watch, though she barely registered what it actually read. “i knew i should’ve stayed in my room and watched cartoons. courage the cowardly dog gets me.”
gadgetsinclair:
“I…. no?” Her tone went up a couple octaves out of sheepishness, her brows stitching together as she looked at the other. Usually, Mog’s dramatic displays would have Gage breaking out into smiles, but this time all she showed was concern for her friend. “I feel as though this year was hard, because you’ve grown so much as a person. There’s no progress without struggle.” Her bright demeanor shining through. “Coffee? Water?” The blonde asked even though she was sliding her untouched water to the other already.
Mog frowned as Gage talked about how she’d grown as a person. Honestly, she felt more like a swamp demon than ever before but... maybe that was just what it was like when you actually had to work like all the plebs. “I mean, I guess I’m not using my mom’s credit card as often anymore,” she admitted, although that wasn’t really saying that much But what was the point of having rich parents if you couldn’t spend their money at all? “Do you have like, resolutions?” she asked as she grabbed the water bottle, actually kind of grateful. “I think mine is to stop crawling shit. Maybe I’m not actually Spider-Man.”
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: stop what?
rhett: ask your mom ;)
rhett: bottom half. the other way around would be terrifying.
rhett: what would the best funeral look like to you?
morrigan: just.... stop
morrigan: but k that's valid
morrigan: follow-up q, my funeral or someone else's?
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: OK BUT /WO/MAN HAS THE 'MAN'
rhett: I AM HIRAMBE'S REVENGE. OH-EEEE OH-EEEE BIZZLE.
rhett: all the weebs will be lining up
rhett: is that question one?
morrigan: do you ever just stop
morrigan: yea let's say that was #1, so my q
morrigan: if you had to fuck a mermaid would you rather that the top half was fish or the bottom half
morrigan: ?
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312vince:
“that my friend is called depression” vince offered a sympathetic smile as he got closer to the girl “i’d say welcome to adulthood, but it’s actually a medical condition and you should see someone about it. coffee?” he offered the half empty iced coffee in his hand.
“i think it’s called mixing the wrong things at new year’s, luv,” she replied, barely looking up at vince, “party like gatsby, kick it like gatsby.”she appreciated his concern, though, so long as he didn’t go into the whole ‘so have you tried yoga?’ routine. “can’t hurt to throw some coffee into the mix, i suppose.” she reached for the drink and tried to drink it from her pathetic position, but she had to give up and actually sit up straight. “where’s your boyfriend?”
“You know when you can’t like, figure out if you’re getting sick or if you’re just like, really hungover?” she asked with a heavy sign, dramatically draping herself across one of the tables in the lounge. Mog felt that if there was ever a time to be unnecessarily theatrical, it was when she was under the weather. “I’ve been feeling like that this entire fucking year.“
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venicxmedina:
“worse that bad, mog, seriously.” venice said with a sigh, flopping her chin into her palm as her elbow rested against the countertop. she continued to listen to her friend and she shook her head at the recount of the party, rolling her eyes before distracting herself with a sip to drink. “so it was you i have to thank - yanno i nearly sliced my finger right off thanks to all the glass on the carpet! apparently vacuums aren’t the best for that kind of stuff. like, they expected me to know that?” the brunette asked with a huff, flicking some locks of hair over her shoulder. “besides, sweetie, you are much more interesting than sia is, so you don’t need to go swinging in on furniture al the time.” venice laughed, the thought alone too comical to bare.
“i still can’t believe you’re cleaning up after other people,” she commented, not entirely able to hide her distaste for venice’s profession. it wasn’t that morrigan wanted to look down on her friends who had to do menial work but... it was just so hard not to. “anyway i’m sorry, is your finger okay?” she asked, grabbing venice’s hand to inspect it herself despite absolutelyn ot being invited to do that. “yeah i know, she’s like, really nice though. but you’re right, i can’t keep coming for her brand like some kind of lame wannabe. better cancel the wrecking ball i booked for v-day.”
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: which cryptid?
rhett: so a woman can't wear a tux?
rhett: double sexist
rhett: i guess ?
morrigan: woman in tux > man in a tux
morrigan: BUT YOU SAID 'MAN IN A SUIT'
morrigan: DON'T TWIST MY WORDS YOU GODDAMN APE
morrigan: anyway i'd dress up as the kraken
morrigan: who doesn't love some tentacles
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: i mean yes but idk if the pussies in this hotel will be up for a sex party with the theme of the paranormal
rhett: actually... yeah no. it'll invite the right crowd.
rhett: you're right. we gotta pay for the alcohol SOMEHOW ;)))))
rhett: oh a man in a suit? invite him. he'll make us $$$$$$ with the basic femmes in this joint ._.
morrigan: yeah listen if they don't wanna fuck me while i'm dressed as a cryptid
morrigan: then they're not worthy
morrigan: also my lawyer is a woman
morrigan: you sexist
morrigan: you wanna play 21 questions
morgy orgy → rhett
rhett: OH IT'S ON
rhett: we need a cool theme though
rhett: fuck, we should charge people to come
rhett: it aint prostitution if it's fun, right?
morrigan: i mean the paranormal theme is right fucking there isn't it mccormick
morrigan: fucking imbecile
morrigan: i mean they're not paying to fuck
morrigan: they're paying to come to our party
morrigan: where everyone just happens to fuck
morrigan: anyway i'll sort that out w my lawyer
