Before I ramble--
お誕生日おめでとうラビ兄
...if
you can read that. :/
You probably can't. But whatever. I said it. :/
So what if it's fucking late?
Back to yesterday.
I shouldn't've opened my fucking mouth about "nothing happening" to my apartment, Ev-san. The stove exploded and I didn't even have to put explosives in it this time. If I hypothetically did. Which I didn't. Don't look at me that way.. And then the new stuff popped up. I'll get back into that in a bit.
Upgrades in the place next door Do you know how weird it is being in there, when there's no one there?It's almost... The blown-up oven has been replaced.
Professional Grade shit from the looks of it. Says "Wolf" on it. The knobs are kinda cool looking. It's a gas stove. So there's fire. Yes. Fire.
So yeah. My place. It's got a HUGE bay window now. With a spot to sit in. Which is pretty nice. I have to admit, I can't say I dislike it at all. The bathroom is pretty massive too.
It's got a nice tub. Okay, I lie.
Nice EVERYTHING. The gold fixtures are a bit passé, but I'll live.
The
wardrobe upgrades--
very nice. I approve. Especially of
This one. Kind of creepy how the city knows my sizes and brand of choice though. :/
Though, there's always something that fucks everything up. In this case, the décor.
What. The. FUCK.
Are you guys trying to imply some shit here?! That-- I'm not down for that. No. Absolutely not.
Change it. NOW.