Yeah, her. I can't believe she was a traitor. *sighs sadly* I know, right? If only people would label things nicely, rather than P-T-2223212 or some shit, ya know? But I do hope I'm wrong. I think we'll know more in the morning. I guess I'll need more coffee to be able to stay up until then. I'm turning into a vampire, Grinder. Except instead of drinking blood, I drink coffee. *rubs face* I hear ya. I don't know what we're gonna do..I don't want to think about what would happen if it did.
It's okay, bro. Plenty of fish, and all that shit. You just gotta watch for the psycho ones. She was kinda like one of those guppies, y'know, turning into jaws. *Slight grin.*
The labeling, or lack of, really throws a guy off. I doubt anyone memorized that shit. And go nap at your desk or something before I decide to knock you out myself. You know damn well what happens when you're deprived of sleep. Even coffee won't fix your nerdy litle brain then.
Just chill for now, okay? I'm sure someone else can take care of it for a few hours. *Sighs again, knowing damn well that this will be keeping him up.* We're thinking worst case scenario right now. Who knows? Maybe we'll open those capsules up to find terrible high school photos. *Rolls his eyes.*