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[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky's behind the school, a cigarette in his fingers, sitting on his backpack, slumped against the wall. His phone is in one hand, and the text is pretty much sent to everyone in his phone book. Which might not be that many people, but who the fuck cares? ]

who wants to buy me a drink?

[ Because what is the point in exams? And studying. And everything else. ]

perry's still lets us buy so ill c everyone there.

[ ooc: replies will come from detentions. Feel free to text or action the hell out of him! ]

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[geniusness]

Or you could come over to my place, I got free reign tonight.

[detentions]

you got booze?

[geniusness]

No, but my father's got plenty, and he ain't gonna notice if it goes missing. You in?

[detentions]

fuck yeah

[geniusness]

Spread the word, huh? Guys in this place ain't as fun as over yours, and there's room for all.

[detentions]

who alls coming?

[geniusness]

Y'remember Charlie? Hot redhead. Amy said she'd show. Ginny, y'know the fit one? Your bro, Steve. I don't even know half the guys' names.