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[Did everyone think they were finally rid of this loudmouth asshole? Well, tough luck. He's back. He doesn't look too happy about it, either. Not even in the beautifully patterned Christmas jumper he's wearing.]

Come on! Seriously? It's been like two days. You couldn't have given me a little longer? You know. Now I've actually found a reason I want to stay back home. I almost didn't mind being a homeless.

Here. Look. [He fumbles in the pockets of his jeans for his phone, tongue between his teeth as he focuses on the screen.] C'mon, c'mon...

[With a triumphant grin, Nathan finds what he's been looking for, holding it up to the screen so everyone can see the picture he's taken. It's a close up of a vagina. Not exactly surprising to most people who've spoken to him, most likely. What's probably more noteworthy is the fact the woman in the photograph is in labour. The early stages of crowning, to be exact. Nathan taps the little that's visible of the baby's head, tearfully proud.]

Isn't he beautiful? I delivered him nearly all by myself.

[ooc; So, Nathan's updated to just after 2x07, meaning lots of exciting changes to play with. Hooray!]

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I can't tell what's more fucked up. The sweater, or you flashing some girls vag all over the network.

[You have offended a small child, Nathan. Actually, not really.]

[Well, the small child has offended him. He is outraged.]

The sweater was a present. It's actually very comfortable. And it would be nice if you stopped looking at my girlfriend's twat long enough to appreciate my son. Did no one ever teach you manners?

[Go on. Look at him. In the first moments of his life. You should feel privileged, Mindy.]

Edited 2012-05-25 19:52 (UTC)

I don't think the person that got you that sweater likes you all that much. [It was the vagina that did it, Nathan. And then Mindy's cringing away from the device.]

Dude! Dude, I'm hardly eleven years old. I don't want to see your son popping out of his mothers crotch.

[Really, Nathan? Really? She feels annoyed.]

I'm the father of her child. Of course she likes me.

[He's still offended. You're such a rude child.] Why not? It's special. I'm planning to get it framed for his eighth birthday.