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Jaz, Simon, Alex and Kol's Dorm (1)
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Louis :3
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Jun 22, 2024 07:36AM
``I know, but I can work pretty hard, without breaks really``
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(Hi guys I got my dogs ashes yesterday but anyway)
(Getting your dogs ashes, it must be bad then... *huggos*)
(No I wanted them instead of him being buried)
(Yeah, I understand that, my family always buries their pets)
(Yeah, I do miss my aunt and uncles pup named Peanut but he passed sadly and they moved out of the house he was buried at..)
((I have so many pets that have died....it sucks))
((Shall we cont the RP? And yeah...it really does suck))
(Greetings)
(Tired just had my brothers over for about 3 hours what about you)
(Oop, back, and pretty decent)Jaz had undone the handcuffs, and again was spooning a pillow. He seemed to be in pain... well, more pain than usual.
"...you got a heating pad?"
“OHHH THANK YOU,”He immediately starts it up, relieved.
“Damn cramps…”
It had heated up enough to be usable, so Jaz kinda tossed it in his lap and let it sit.
“…yeah.”He shifted a bit, uncomfortable talking about it.
“Yay, more dysphoria…”
“For once, I’m down… wait, aren’t you pregnant-“
“Ahh. What about a mocktail?”
“A’ight, lemme just… stand up…”Jaz shifted so that he could slide onto his feet, then dusted his hands.
“Shirley Temple? Arnold Palmer? Virgin Mary?”
“Okay then, just gotta find everything…”He rummaged through the cupboards, finding the ingredients, except for tomato juice.
“Damn. Void it is.”
He then dove headfirst into the void, knowing he’d find it at some point.
“Got it! And it’s not expired!”Somehow, he knew what he was doing, and proceeded to mix the drink.
“Was a bartender, once. Didn’t last long ‘cause I conked a dude over the head with a stool when he tried to spike a girl’s drink.”
“For being ‘too violent about it’. Their words, not mine. To be fair, I prolly coulda just tossed him out instead ‘a knocking him out cold.”He poured out the Virgin Mary, popping in a celery stick.
“…still shouldn’t’ve hospitalized the guy-“
“Fair. Keep in mind the guarantee of permanent brain damage. Also might ‘a killed the dude, didn’t seem that strong-“
“Yeah…”He slid the drink over, searching through the cupboards again.
(She I stay up all night again or go to sleep these are the questions I ask myself)
(Do you have anything to do tomorrow?)
He ends up with a bottle of vodka, pouring some out to sip on and making a face when it hits his tongue.
(No I don’t)Oliver was in a corner drinking a bottle of rum.
(Then whatever you feel like)“How do people drink this-“
He looked at the bottle, confused.
“Vodka is gross try rum.” Oliver grinned holding up the bottle.
Jaz shrugged. “Never hurts to try.”(Bro’s a child. Prolly can only stomach some fruity-ass cocktail that’s more sugar than alcohol)
(I’m a literal child, I’m just saying he has the tastebuds of one)
“I think I was drunk when or if it happened not sure.” He shrugged.
“Who knows,”He takes a sip, making another face.
“…just gonna stop tryin’ alcohol.”
“I’m leaving now got my alcohol.” Oliver walked away.Rebel walks in holding bottles of alcohol and an arm.
“…another arm?”
“Does it make it better if I say it’s from a murder?”
“Depends on the murder.”Jaz was mixing up chocolate milk in a drink shaker.
(I had 50 fucking notifs from GR)
(First time?)
(I’m in abt 200 groups, this is normal for me)
