Subject 03 [text]

[dontholdthedoor]

So the dance was actually kind of fun. True, I mostly hung out on the wall and by the food...but I did manage to get a dance out of the night with a cute guy.

Speaking of the food...whoever made those pizzas, spill, because those are the best pies I've had since leaving Chicago. And that's almost blasphemous.

[ooc: Strikes are private; not sure

Comments

[gettheeadonut]

You can't let the Chicago City Council hear you say that, or they'll never let you back in.

[dontholdthedoor]

I know. I'm kind of hoping the person who made them has some connection to Chicago or else I'm screwed.

[gettheeadonut]

Don't worry, if your city kicks you out you can crash on my couch.

[dontholdthedoor]

How kind of you to offer. Unfortunately, if I'm disowned by the city of Chicago I have to put on cement shoes and swim with the fishes. It's a city-law.

[coffeewithdonut]

See? I told you it'd be fun if you went

[dontholdthedoor]

Just don't tell my mom I wore a dress. She'll start mailing me more or something.

[coffeewithdonut]

Ahaha. Your secret is safe with me.
I'll just take you out shopping for one by myself~

[dontholdthedoor]

I think owning one nice dress is enough Molly.

But I guess going to the mall wouldn't hurt. We can pick out all the clothes your mom would murder you for if you wore.

[axis_of_pasta]

Ve, I made the food, signora! I used a recipe my Nonno created!

[dontholdthedoor]

Oh, so you're Italian? I guess they won't kick me out of Chicago for that then.

It was really good! Can I come to you for pizza again?

[axis_of_pasta]

That's good?

Si! I love cooking, so it's no problem!