Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172990 times)

"Then don't go all out!"

"Stop, Trevor. She's not gonna do it."

"I need something to do!"

I look at Trevor with an 'are you serious?' face and when I realize he isn't joking I get a concerned face.


I sigh and walk out of the room.

"Please?" I ask, following her.

I make it to my room, stepping in and slamming the door in his face with another "No."
I lock the door, and collapse into my chair, sighing.

"Please?" I ask through the door.



"Oh my god," I say under my breath, slamming my head into my desk.


I snap. "SHUT THE forget UP!" I yell, discharging a round from my Beretta into the ceiling.

"Trevor, she'll kill you."