#themidaseffect

[pinksniperrifle]

[New Years Eve Continues]

Gavin, hey- How much money do you have on you?

[overkilljones]

[SMS: Boi] Can’t make it tonight. 

[SMS: Boi] I’ll send someone else.

[SMS: Boi] Sorry Boi

[overkilljones]

Lad Pile

Michael gives a groan as he passes the threshold into his bedroom, the sound of other footsteps following behind him. He meant to just change clothes, sure, but the sight of his bed is just too much. Collapsing onto his bed is the kicker- he can’t even roll himself over or care that his clothes still smell like sweat from the job they just ran.

“No, fuck it. You’re both staying the night.” Michael says, voice muffled by blankets. ‘I’m not driving anywhere else, you’re stuck. I’m down.”

[pinksniperrifle]

You know, I’d say welcome home with a hug but I don’t think hugs are a great plan right now. [Ray grins, poking a texting Gavin in the side] Gonna ignore me, Vav?

[overkilljones]

Hey, Gavin! Boi- [Michael tosses Gavin a box, still running past] Catch, Birthday boy!

[freethemadking]

My spoon was surrounded by two of my knife sets and long story short.. I think I have a cult in my home.