Post by FELIX 03-1B on Jan 29, 2013 22:03:30 GMT -6
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It was another lovely day in the city of Deadville. Only not. It was just another shitty average day for an average fucking Joe trying to make an average fucking living but you know. People always had a way of fucking that up for you too.
People. They were the fucking devil. If you believed in that kind of thing being that you know they were kind of in the underworld and there was no guy running around with hooves (well scratch that some Underlings could be questionable on that one) and a pitch fork (though some were certainly odd enough to do it).
Point being it was another day going by in the life of eternity and god damn it was boring. Even more so where the little group get togethers the girl's insisted on having from time to time from his batch. He knew exactly what was going to happen. The girls were going to be giggly. He was going to fight like a mother fucker with Tobe and all will be right in the alignment of this boring as fuck world. Only you know there was this small small part of him inside that miserable swallow he had become that turned it;s nose up on his attitude of his, because that small secret spot still very much so enjoyed the get togethers. Would he ever admit it though?
Fuck no.
So he waited by a bench outside an arcade. Clove cigarette poised between his fingers as he gazed across the street through mismatched lensed glasses. One blue one red. He was a fashionista okay? Didn't like it you could go fuck yourself....or something....so long as you stepped the fuck off about his glasses.
tags: The Goon Squad.
words: whatev
notes: I freaken fail at starters omg please don't hate me and the shittiness too much.
[/td][/tr][/table]words: whatev
notes: I freaken fail at starters omg please don't hate me and the shittiness too much.
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