43-Denial.

[you_run_i_chase]

Just so everyone fucking knows: that didn't fucking happen. No really, it just didn't.

If you call me Catherine I'll hit you so hard that your brain forgets it has speech centers.

Still... it was a fucking good time.

A good time we're never talking about again.

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[gotgirlballs]

Chill the fuck out.

[you_run_i_chase]

God fucking damn it, why does everyone keep saying that? I am chill.

[gotgirlballs]

You're threatening people with brain damage, that is clearly not chill.

I think your new nickname's gonna be Cathy, though. Has a nice ring to it.

[you_run_i_chase]

I threaten people with brain damage all the fucking time.

And you had better be kidding.

[f_ckitybye]

Just tell me you didn't fucking see me in those fucking shorts and Birkenstocks and we're fine.

[you_run_i_chase]

Shorts and Birkenstocks? Really? How did you fucking survive?

I was fucking barefoot.

[f_ckitybye]

Not knowing that I looked a complete fucking tit certainly helped, I reckon.

Seems like everyone was in beach casual.

[you_run_i_chase]

Yeah. I looked like a fucking hippie.

[christ_onabike]

Right. Scratching that off the 'What's Parker's First Name' sweepstake.

Oh fuck, was I not supposed to mention that?

Anyway, right you are, no talking about it. You missed out on a fucking spliff, Parker. Shame.

[you_run_i_chase]

Yeah, it's definitely not.

A fucking spliff, huh? Sorry I was busy getting really drunk. Fruity, girly drinks. What the fuck was I thinking.

I didn't have a fucking smoke the entire fucking time and I god damn feel the need to catch up, though.

[christ_onabike]

Right you are. My next bet's on something painfully embarassing like Penelope. Or Olga.

Fuck, Parker, fuuuuuuuuck. You need to catch up with some fags and enough whisky to make Scotland jealous. Fruity drinks indeed. Next they'll be serving fucking cashews.

[you_run_i_chase]

It's not fucking Penelope or Olga. I out to fucking hit you for that.

I think they fucking were serving cashews.

[cantrunfromme]

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... Catherine. It has such a delicate bell to it.

[you_run_i_chase]

Yeah, good thing I'm not at all like a delicate bell. Wouldn't want any old fucker to get confused.

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[gotgreenmagic]

I was gonna talk to you before you said all that and now I don't even know what I'm even allowed to talk about.

So, uh. Hi.

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[you_run_i_chase]

Fuck it, you're allowed.

What?

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[gotgreenmagic]

Honestly? Nothing all that specific. It just occurred to me that the flood was the first time I spoke to you in forever, and since McCoy left I figured it's pretty dumb of me to ignore the few people who I actually want to talk to around here.

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[you_run_i_chase]

Yeah, he's a fucking idiot for leaving, isn't he? Yeah, we definitely should have drink once we get all the sweet stuff out of our system. It's been a long time since we've done that.

Sorry.