Lucy: THAT'S ACTUALLY A REALLY GOOD QUESTION: WOULD PERIOD BLOOD HAVE THE BLEEDING EFFECT--
Lucy: FOUARDFAWREDGAWE
Lucy: HAHHAHAHAHHA
Shaun: WHEN LUCY EXPERIENCES THE BLEEDING EFFECT WE ALL SUFFER.
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Lucy: THAT'S ACTUALLY A REALLY GOOD QUESTION: WOULD PERIOD BLOOD HAVE THE BLEEDING EFFECT--
Lucy: FOUARDFAWREDGAWE
Lucy: HAHHAHAHAHHA
Shaun: WHEN LUCY EXPERIENCES THE BLEEDING EFFECT WE ALL SUFFER.
abstergos-traitor replied to your post: Did no one honestly get milk?
I guess Rebecca and I forgot when we drove to town. Must have passed over my head when getting to the dairy section. Sorry.
It's... Fine. It's fine.
Do we need anything else? I'll make a run in the morning.
Did no one honestly get milk?
What sort of faux-home do we have here where we don't even get bloody milk. How do you expect any of us to eat cereal or drink coffee or tea?
You lot went shopping without me?
Women.
Shopping
We need it.
Who's up for some?
Where in the bloody fuck is everyone?
....
I reckon this is just holiday for all of you, is it?
Meanwhile I'm down here in this bloody hovel.
....Right. Well I suppose I have more work to do rather than chitchat anyway.
Desmond. Help.
I'm getting assailed by ne'er-do-wells.
Lucy. Desmond. Rebecca. One of you. help me.
Riley even, you useless git.
abstergos-traitor replied to your post: .....*sneaks out the side entrance*
-Slowly follows; a work related intention on her mind- … Shaun? I found something that … -Quirks an eyebrow and turns her head slightly to the side in question-
*flips the cigarette to palm it and crushes it quickly against the stonework on the wall out in the courtyard. He sighs, seeing the smoke still raising from his palm and flicks the butt into the planter as quickly as he can, scowling after it.*
Yes? *he asks, pretending nothing is wrong*