Is everyone… still mad?
I’ve been in my room since I have been sick what’s going on?
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@sexychefdanielkarofsky
Is everyone… still mad?
I’ve been in my room since I have been sick what’s going on?
I have my mind set on it. I’m good. You know, same ol’, same ‘ol. How about you?
I had a cold for a long time but I think I am feeling better now.
It does sound appealing. How are you doing?
I am still going with newer people brought the germs in and spread them around the house. Being a dad I know that those germs spread fast and none of us have spent anytime cleaning everything.
I did musical theater in high school and had a ball so I understand how you feel. It makes you feel more confident being another person and selling it. At least that’s how I felt.
I would love to sleep in front of the fireplace tonight.
I suddenly have the urge to start a punk band. Where’d that come from?
I have no clue Jude.
I wasn’t joking when I said that swimming helped with the cabin fever. I think I might possibly move my residence down stairs and enjoy the warmer weather outside… ish.
That would give a new meaning to the term waterbed.
I’ve been holed up in my room for what feels like at least a week now, and I think I’m starting to develop some kind of cabin fever, which kind of sucks. Anyone up for some fun?
I’ve had a cold for the last week and have only left my room for food. I feel better now. What are you thinking about doing?
I’m watching a very interesting tv show about trying to find Noah’s Arc and there is an astronaut in it. I did not expect to see an astronaut, and now I’m learning about Jim Irwin. But only a little bit, because this is still about finding Noah’s Arc.
That sounds really confusing.
Note to self: Never go to an address because some email told me to.
Where the heck am I, and am I allowed to touch the games in here? I have so many questions!
Hello basically we are all here because of that survey and an e-mail telling us to go to an address. My name is Daniel and you are in a mansion that we are all stuck in. You can play any game you want.
Late Dinner || Kurt & Daniel
Daniel grinned widely as Kurt came out of the bathroom. “The Breakfast Club is an awesome movie.”, he told him. He relaxed in the other man’s bed as he chose the movie and started it. His arms wrapped around Kurt, one around his shoulders and the other across his belly. He giggled as he told him he was a cuddle whore. He felt right laying against Daniel. His body felt like it fit with his and that helped him relax completely. He kissed the top of his head. “Well I am kind of like a big teddy bear. I love cuddling as well as sex so I think we will get along just fine.”, he mused. “I will keep your secret if you keep mine.”, he teased softly.
It’s a very odd musing. Death by IKEA makes me think of kitchen drawers throwing knives at people, bunk beds that sandwich together to crush people and all sorts of things. That drink sounds kinda gross.
I love cooking more than anything in the world.
Well, I think it’s about time I spent some more time in the music room and less time holed up in my own. If anyone wanted to join me, I wouldn’t shun the company.
I should come out of my bedroom and kitchen which is where I spent a lot of time since I got here.
I would love to come hangout in the music room.
How I can get ill in this place is beyond me, I’m not exactly exposed to many elements or germs. And here I lay, on my death bed, writing memoirs about how I want people to remember me. Well, maybe that was a little bit dramatic, but still, life is fucking me over and has been for the past few days.
I have had a cold for the last three days. I bet that new people coming in maybe carriers of illnesses and those germs get around the house. It’s not surprising some of us have gotten sick.
I feel like I should have put a tracking device on half the people I care about around here.
Clearly they found a secret door and abandoned the house.
Who did you lose? Maybe they are just hiding away somewhere.