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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Fuck!

[The sound of whimpering, he's not crying, or screaming, damn it, he's just fallen in the middle of the street. All he wanted was a coffee.]

I'm dying.

I'm fucking dying.

[And still trying to crawl to the hospital.]


[ooc: victim of a certain rat's gutshot. Thanks Freddy.]

Comments

[pinkeffinprofessional]

His face looks like someone took a truck to it, backed up, and took a truck to it again.

[orangetoughguy]

..........

[SIGH.]

So are they gonna keep you overnight?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Yeah doped up on this stuff.

It's like magic.

It makes all the shit go away.

[orangetoughguy]

[Oh no this is approaching the hippie phase.]

Don't get too used to it you can't take it home.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius, Orange.]

Is this why you keep getting your ass kicked and shot and shit? Because when I was shot last time they didn't give me this stuff.

[orangetoughguy]

[Hey now B( He just gives him this look B(((]

No.

[pinkeffinprofessional]

Oh.

Well next time you should ask for it.

[orangetoughguy]

[Now he's close enough to reach out and touch Pink, which he does by giving the weasel a pat pat to the shoulder.]

You want anything to drink?

[pinkeffinprofessional]

[SEE? BROTHERLY.]

No, well.

....a coke. That would be nice.

[orangetoughguy]

I'll get you a coke, dude.

[Pink you never met Freddy's brother.]