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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

So, what do you do when your boyfriend throws a party because a girl died and you're the ONLY ONE who is sensitive to realize that he's just dealing in his own way, and everyone's being so, omg, meeeeeeeeeeean about it?


*woe/angst, but not wangst*

Comments

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

but it comes so naturally!

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

I know, I know. But try to look as though you would taste bad to someone with really giant biceps.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

I... erm. Okay.

*tries*

*tries*

...is it working?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

I don't know! You still look yummy to me and my normal-sized arms, though.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

I guess I'll just have to chance it! There's always hypnotism, after all!

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Yes!!! We can borrow John's hypnotist, who is supposed to trick Lee into running away with him!

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

problem solved! yays!

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Ooh. Syrup!

*pours syrup all over you*

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

haha, well, now i resemble a pancake! *twirls*

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Noooo! You're still toast!

But you could be French toast, I suppose. Quick, develop a silly accent and surrender to everything!

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Ah! Le francais toast! Zat ees mah favoureeet...

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

*puts on a beret*

Ah oui! Le pain perdu est tres delicieux!