Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173806 times)

"Whatever, just be careful, nearly gave me a heart attack that crazies broke in."
I wasn't tired anymore, so I stood there. "So..."

"Hey gu-" I say, entering. "What a waste of a nice vase."
« Last Edit: July 14, 2012, 11:22:30 PM by Jokey365 »


I come downstairs.  "Hey, Keith.  Want a Miller?"
I grab one for myself and stand by them for him to decide.

"Damnit, in these times you find barely anything to do. Anyone wanna actually do something, like take a walk?"


"You and whatsherface should go together, Miss Blush and Mr. Smoothtalk."
"A Miller, Keith.  Beer.  Alcohol.  I need some to fuel my fire on the roof."

"Her name is Alix, and i don't smoothtalk, as far as I know."

"I'm a soda guy, no thanks. But yeah, you two could use some private time." I say before walking over to bozo and lean in to whisper into his ear. "Don't you do anything stupid..." I whisper.

"Thanks for finally telling me her name.  As for the new nickname, I'm being a jerk and forcing your relationship forward at an unreasonable pace.  Anyway, Keith, wanna light some stuff on fire?"

"Fire?" I ask, a smile appearing on my face.

"I guess I'll go on a walk..." I say, standing up.

"Gee, thanks so much for that Jeff. Let's go then," I exit the hospital, welcoming the free air. I wait for Alix

I wrap my scarf around my neck and I walk outside

omg der having secks!  

"Keith, roof, now," I say, holding up a can of spray paint with a smirk.