Aug 26, 2008 17:07
VOOOII!! What the hell was wrong with me?! I've got enough fucking cookies here to run my own bake sale! And sandwiches! My room smells like pine trees and there is cat hair on my brush! I hate this place! To anyone I talked to in the last little while, don't even think of making any smartass remarks unless you want to be cut in half!
Bel, you can keep the stupid clothes I bought you, but only because I'm getting tired of you wearing the same fucking outfit every day for the last few months! How do you even do wash with one set of clothes?! You owe me, brat!
((ooc: Squalo probably spent about $500 between Bel's clothes and cooking supplies))