80th Draw [Voice/Backdated to Dec. 21st]

[boomchucka]

[Oh Selphie is not happy, not impressed and royally pissed off. She'd planned on cooking a big dinner for Ceodore and everybody and then the porn happened.

Porn.

So sadly, Selphie is a little out of sorts right now and in need of a good talking down. Someone be a dear and help with that? She opens up her journal and snaps the following.]Boys

Comments

[pugilistinpink]

Hey... Don'chya think y'overreactin' a lil'?

[boomchucka]

Nope.

[pugilistinpink]

Okay... so maybe y'mad at somebody, iunno. But it don' mean we all suck. That ain't real fair, sayin' that 'bout every guy. [And it's kind of childish, he muses.]

[boomchucka]

[Well Mac, she is a teenager. Childish is what they do best.]

Fine. Two of you really suck then.

[pugilistinpink]

Uh, 'kay... guess that's a lil' better. [He scratches his head, feeling kind of sorry for these fellas.]

Whatever's buggin' ya... it'll all... blow over, won't it?

[boomchucka]

If they understand that they're making me feel bad, then yes.

[pugilistinpink]

Why don'chya jus' tell 'em? [He asked, wondering if she had already done so.] Maybe they don' know. If I messed up an' didn't know it, I'd want somebody t'say, yo, that thing y'said, that hurt m'feelin's.

[boomchucka]

I did and they didn't get it.

[pugilistinpink]

Oh. [Here's the part where he should find something reassuring to say... but alas, he's coming up horribly, horribly blank.] Gee. That ain't cool.