Frankie: Real talk though
Frankie: I really miss being like five and being allowed to eat chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs.
Frankie: I fucking love dinosaurs, man.
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Frankie: Real talk though
Frankie: I really miss being like five and being allowed to eat chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs.
Frankie: I fucking love dinosaurs, man.
“I’m back,although I’m sure with how things were when I left no one noticed I was gone. But that’s not important. Everyone okay? Please tell me no one got hurt or died while I was gone.”
"—if something's going to strike us, I'm going to need for it to just hurry on up and do so. 'm tired of sitting around, waiting in the darkness on something to happen. Almost tempted to provoke them—it—myself, that way, I'll get to see more action that I've seen in days. Unless you count the lights flickering and doors locking 'action'."
“Hey, do me a favour? I really need to shower but, you know, it’s not like I can get the doors to shut or anything. So can you just stand in the hallway and yell really loud if anybody comes? You can sing Sweet Child of Mine at the top of your lungs as sort of a signal. I’ll know what it means.” Frankie paused, a thought occurring to her. “Wait, is the water even running?”
“ hey, have you seen a brown jacket around here? like a trench coat jacket. wait, that’s not a- have you seen a light brown trench coat? I kind of left it somewhere in the chaos. “
“This place looks like a hot mess. And not in the good way.”
Cerberus tossed his handbag on the floor and looked carefully around him. He half-expected someone to attack him, so he placed his hand on his left thigh, where his gun resided. The lights were annoying him, too -- they wouldn’t stop flickering. "Did I missed a crazy party or what?”
“You know what, I can’t take this any more. Help me with this table. We can use it as like, a battering ram. Door’s gotta cave eventually.”
“With the rate you’re at, if you pace the room any longer you’ll be wearing down the floor. If there was an update then we’ll know so I suggest sitting down---you’re giving me a headache just from watching you.”