222 - Monday Night
Dick entered 222 in a huff and slammed the door shut as hard as he could. He kicked off his shoes and tossed himself onto his bed.
"Chicks f'ing suck." he said to himself. He lie still for a few seconds before reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out his cell phone. He needed to talk to somebody about freaking anything that's not dating. He didn't care what. His finger hovered over Beaver's speed dial for a second but he pulled back. Beav would probably just blame him for what happened at Mary's party. Then he considered calling Logan but then figured he'd be too busy being Veronica's bitch. So he scrolled down his caller ID list until he got to the M's and pressed the call button.
"Hey Madison, what are you up to?" he asked when he heard his ex's voice come over the phone.
[Mostly establishy but he can be interrupted. I'm going to go to bed around 10ish]
"Chicks f'ing suck." he said to himself. He lie still for a few seconds before reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out his cell phone. He needed to talk to somebody about freaking anything that's not dating. He didn't care what. His finger hovered over Beaver's speed dial for a second but he pulled back. Beav would probably just blame him for what happened at Mary's party. Then he considered calling Logan but then figured he'd be too busy being Veronica's bitch. So he scrolled down his caller ID list until he got to the M's and pressed the call button.
"Hey Madison, what are you up to?" he asked when he heard his ex's voice come over the phone.
[Mostly establishy but he can be interrupted. I'm going to go to bed around 10ish]