There was a marathon of ANTM on that wonderful channel that never played music videos. So there was a hung over Deadpool, eating half the fridge and shouting at someone named Ya-Ya.

At least he wasn't making any phonecalls while doing this.

Nope.

Not at all.

For real.

Shut up.

[[ooc: Ooopen!]]

Deadpool wasn't sulking and he would be shocked and disappointed to hear anyone describe his actions as such. Thankfully he can't read his mun's mind.

He was merely sitting in his office, contemplating his now gone children. Nothing depressing about that, right?

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