Iris > Maya [text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.
[Maya 9:23am] I’m so so sorry for stabbing you :(
[Maya 9:23am] I promise I’ll stop by the hospital after this trial, okay?

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Iris > Maya [text] Lesson learned. Don’t roleplay with a real knife.
[Maya 9:23am] I’m so so sorry for stabbing you :(
[Maya 9:23am] I promise I’ll stop by the hospital after this trial, okay?
Riley > Philip [text] all i’ve had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.
[Philip 4:22pm] Why don’t you order pizza?
[Philip 4:28pm] ...Do you want me to buy you some food?
Iris > Maya “How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”
Maya stopped short and took a deep breath. She was already having a terrible day, and Iris nonsensical questions were only making her hate life even more. She still had so much to take care of as Crimson, so why couldn’t she catch a break just for five minutes or so?
“Why are you looking into strippers, Iris?”
Finally, she sighed, trying not to put her problems and frustrations on someone else.
Riley > Philip “Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”
“Why not?” He laughed softly, still rather amused with her reaction. “What am I going to find here, some radioactive piece of underwear? Oh no! Maybe a vibrator? God forbid women masturbate these days!”
Riley > Philip “I had good intentions, I did it for a reason.”
Philip inhaled deeply as he moved one hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose while he tried to process what Riley had just shared with him. Her brother was going to kill him and honestly, Philip didn’t have time for the tantrum that the other man was going to throw his way. All because Riley ‘had good intentions’. Usually, she had amazing, bright ideas, but apparently they had all taken a stroll while she came up with that god-awful idea, that was going to cost his balls. Probably.
“Well, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, isn’t it? I don’t care which reason it was. Obviously it was a stupid one and now I’m the one who’s going to get screwed. Thanks Riley. Thank you very much, really.”
Riley > Philip [text] I might be pregnant
[Philip 10:22pm] You sure? Shit, Riles. I was sure we were being careful...
[Philip 10:22pm] Look, I’ll be back in around an hour and we’ll talk, okay? Just... don’t freak out. We’ll figure it out.
Hades > Persephone [text] Are you pregnant?
[Persephone 9:11am] No? Not that I know of, why?
[Persephone 9:11am] If this is your way of telling me you don’t like my new eating habits, it’s very rude, Hades.
Iris > Maya [text]: So what if I got a tattoo on a bus, it was sterile.
[Maya 8:22pm] Why do you keep pulling crap like that, Iris? Why can’t you be more responsible for once? A tattoo on a bus? Really? REALLY??