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[the_lady_killer]

oh mann. dude. what the hell did i do last night? my head is pounding, the living room is messed up to hell. oh, and there's a HOLE IN MY CEILING. i'm never going near booze again~!

... i had the strangest dream.

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[imno_heroine]

Seconded. STRONGLY.

New Years is over. It's been over. IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE WEEK, IDIOT.

FIX OUR FLOOR.

[the_lady_killer]

HEY. i totally had something awesome to celebrate. what, i can't tell you. but i've been waiting for quite some time to shoot that off.

if you were a guy, you'd totally understand.

[imno_heroine]

DON'T CELEBRATE WITH HOLES IN OUR FLOOR, YOU DUMB FUCK.

I'm glad I am not a male, if it means feeling like I have to destroy property, like, oh, yeah, floors (that people need in order not to fall).

And stop trying to move the blanket we put over it. WE ARE GETTING DRESSED UP HERE.

[the_lady_killer]

dude! the wind moves the blanket. what do you take me for, a pervert?!

i'm sorry about the floor! i'll fix it soon~! ... but, i still say we should put a ladder~! it'd be so awesome!

like, we could use our dorm as the entertainment room. and just share beds with each other. it'd totally work~!

[imno_heroine]

You took the words right out of my mouth.

NO, NO, and NO.

NO.

Just stop talking.