Lance Is Still Trashed
Lance, drunk as hell: low on self-esteem so you run on mac and cheese. OHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH I WANT AN ICE CREAM CONE. OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH YOU ALL LEFT SO IM DRINKING ALONE.
Keith: Lance, we're still here-
Lance: Keith's so cold and it's getting old
Pidge: Hey at least he chose a decent song
Everyone, nodding in agreement: true









