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[freedrinkplease]

[ It's evident on Pig's face--rather how he doesn't look up--that he's in his own world. Distant. A tongue darts out to lick dried lips and blue eyes focus on the screen--he's got a definite Irish accent, certainly from Cork, but the way he's dropping words and rearranging sentences is still a little jarring. ]

There we be. Pig and Runt. Warm like. Drinky drinky and I says "Happy Birthday, Runt!" And she? She smiles. [ There's a bit of a laugh but there's absolutely no humour in it. ]

But now where Pig, eh? Where Pig? No club, no fucking Runt. No Runt--No Runt.

Just.... Pig.

Where he be, yeah?

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[freedrinkplease]

[ This? This is the face of Pig Not Getting It. It happens a lot. ]

What?

[captainfuckingmagic]

Templeton would've probably made school a bit difficult but it's a cool name. Better than Harold anyway. I think the rest were mostly just named whatever they were, so. You know, whatever.

[freedrinkplease]

[ Yeah.. Still not getting ti. Sorry, reading isn't Pig's best skill. ]

What's all this with your Templeton business?

[captainfuckingmagic]

[Oh fuck it.]

I think the pig's name was Wilbur anyway. Whatever. Pig. What do you do?

sorry for the late reply.

[freedrinkplease]

What do I do?

[ Uuuh? ]

I be here in the city, that's what Pig be doing.