[The McVaria's is all decked out in bright, obnoxious colours, streamers and banners and confetti and balloons everywhere. The karaoke machine is playing eighties music, and in the middle of all this brouhaha is Squalo, sitting grumpily at a table with a party hat on his head. There's a large
cake with the writing "HAPPY FUCKING 24TH" as well as plates, forks and cups.
You may also notice a knocked-out Jason on the floor, behind the karaoke machine.]
FUCK ALL THIS CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!
((Birthday post, but be forewarned: it's Friday the 13th. Entering the McVaria's may invite (in)appropriate bad luck.))
((EDIT: NO STAMINA TONIGHT will pick up during the weekend.))