Jul 22, 2010 15:48
So, Vash.
I have another thing I need to go to tomorrow night. What'll it take to get your whiny self in your goofy tuxedo again? It's only a dinner, Stampede. I can hear you arguing. All the nice people from the Chinese opera we went to will be there. And no, I'm not buying you flowers or ammunition as compensation for your time. You get free food worth more than your skull crest you call hair.
i think she's drunk,
work things,
or pmsing,
vash