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callie, rolling up to pearl and marina in her dented mom minivan she doesn't have a licence for: GET IN LOSERS WE'RE GOING TO my house
Rank Up! Nobody > Citizen
He’s not quite sure when he got his new device. Frankly, he could do without it at the moment, what with him not taking care of himself or having any energy to do anything at all. Crying for about a month has left him dehydrated and miserable, wanting nothing more than to sleep, sleep, and sleep some more.
Was he tired of feeling this way? Of course. Was he going to stop feeling this way? Probably not. It all depended on if he could forgive himself for getting drunk enough to get Avdol, his best friend, drunk as well and kissing him. Which he would never do. He should have never gotten that much alcohol in his system to do something so stupid. He should have never offered Avdol alcohol because of his greedy desires.
Now he had to deal with that guilt, as well as a cell phone that was definitely out of power. So it would lay by his head, not charging for him to use and explore.
gwyndolin: What Need for Physical Intimacy, I'm Fine 🙃
Cobra slaps several of those stickers on his cobra hood. Maybe they’ll come off eventually, but hell it’s his brand, baby. Thanks, Steve.
Sal’s found himself considerably busy over the past few days. With his housing reassignment, he’s also been working on moving his stuff out over to his room at Callie’s house, and when he wasn’t teaching or prepping for classes, he still ended up finding himself busy, volunteering at Marissa’s Clinic over the weekends (on behalf of the Darkmoon Blades).
“Maybe I could sell photos of myself, too... I know people would buy ‘em back home, though that would’ve been against the rules...”
“I can’t even defend my friend and fellow squid without everybody losing their ass over it.”
“Okay I’m aware it makes me a massive hypocrite but it’s also my house and I just... don’t have room for a 10 foot sharkman.”