Windenburg. 12 PM, three days earlier.
Seth: Fuckin’ hell, Isaac, how wasted did you get? Isaac: UUUuugh, wasted enough to forget how painful it would be today. Seth: I’m thoroughly enjoying this. Isaac: Fuck you. Seth: *imitating accent* Fuck youu~
Seth: J! Come tease your guitarist, he deserves it! Joseph: God, you’re cruel! Isaac: Agreed. Can you be just a tad quieter? Seth: PLEASE COME RIGHT NOW!! Joseph: Hah, coming!
Joseph: *standing up* Woah. Shi- Joseph: *falls*












