[ the feed flickers on to a shot of a... sort of dirty looking red-headed teenager, knees pulled to his chest, and mouth set into a grim line. ]
This is Kujo reporting in from treefort... I repeat treefort. It's getting cold out here, I don't know how long I'll manage to survive this may be [ dramatic sideglance-- ] the last time you see me alive
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[ Tch. ]
I'll be sure to wear 'em to your funeral, kid. Some choice of last words, sheesh.
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The blue ones look nice, but I like the red ones better.
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The hell do you think you're doin', spendin' so much time lookin' at my legs?!?!
[ Shriek. Scream. Oh my god, ew. ]
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The gold ones make you look cheap.
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I don't spend alot of time looking at your legs, really! But it's kind of hard not to.
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The gold lace-ups have got class. Don't y'dare talk to me about taste, punk. You deserve to freeze to death, you and sorry ass wanderin' pervert eyes.
[ Yeah!!! 8( ]
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I'M SORRY, DON'T BE MAD AT ME.
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You're the only friend I have here.
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[ How... pathetic, managing to get to him like that. What are you, Kujo. ]
Take back everythin' your foul little mouth said, an' maybe then, I'll find it in my heart to forgive you.
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What if I take half of it back?
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Would I get to keep the bag?
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That bag'll fit just nicely right beneath the stiletto heel of my boot.
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Ah-- just forget everything I said, alright? I TAKE IT ALL BACK.
It must have been dementia from the cold.
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