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[deflower_you]

Figures that on the last night of my existence we'd have a 4-man mission. That kinda fucked up all my plans for the night, and not in the way I wanted. Post mission adrenaline high is keeping me from sleeping, so I think I'll get wasted. Not like I have to worry about the hangover the next day

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[collaredstray]

I never have to worry about hangovers either.

[deflower_you]

Really? What's your trick? I've tried those anti-hangover pills and they just make my mouth taste more like ass.

[collaredstray]

Fast metabolism.

[deflower_you]

Mind if I borrow it?

[collaredstray]

You could try.

[deflower_you]

I bet I could find a doctor willing to make the transplant for the right amount of cash.

[collaredstray]

A metabolism transplant?

Of you could just undergo excessive genetic engineering and get a fast metabolism the way I did.

[deflower_you]

Might as well give it a try.

Genetic engineering? What the hell kind of fandom are you from?

[collaredstray]

A post-apocalyptic dystopian one?

[deflower_you]

Huh, and I thought we all had it bad. Sorry to hear that, man.

[collaredstray]

How do you have it? Whatever.

[deflower_you]

Just you average bunch of shitty pasts. Nothing special.

[collaredstray]

Mmm. We've got that, and we all live underground.

[deflower_you]

I would go crazy if I were stuck underground. What's the matter with the surface? Ice age, radiation..?

[collaredstray]

Global warming, nuclear holocaust, blah blah blah.

[deflower_you]

Well damn. Again, my apologies. At least you have an awesome metabolism?