09-27-2020, 01:43 AM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Rosemary swayed lightly when the small she-cat shoulder-tapped her, but the ocelot showed no sign of noticing. In truth, she noticed, but she considered any retaliation beneath the effort required. Instead, she sighed, forked tails swishing as she stepped off to give Aphra more space. “Already uncoordinated? I hope this is your first drink today,” she said.
Never taking her eyes off Michael or his drinks, she watched Michael do his thing. Clearly, the man had skills with sloshing alcohol around. “It’s green.” She tilted her head, lifting a paw and levitating it over to her. “How interesting.” She hadn’t thought to stick an entire steam of mint into an alcoholic drink before, and its inclusion fascinated her. “Whoever invented it must’ve loved minty herbal teas but hated water.”
Rosemary sipped a quick taste; one eyebrow rose and one eyelid closed down in a harsh squint. “This thing contains alcohol, alright. Thank you, Michael. As far as gluten-free drugs go, this isn’t bad.”
[sub][W]isker[/sub]Never taking her eyes off Michael or his drinks, she watched Michael do his thing. Clearly, the man had skills with sloshing alcohol around. “It’s green.” She tilted her head, lifting a paw and levitating it over to her. “How interesting.” She hadn’t thought to stick an entire steam of mint into an alcoholic drink before, and its inclusion fascinated her. “Whoever invented it must’ve loved minty herbal teas but hated water.”
Rosemary sipped a quick taste; one eyebrow rose and one eyelid closed down in a harsh squint. “This thing contains alcohol, alright. Thank you, Michael. As far as gluten-free drugs go, this isn’t bad.”
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?