Who: Sloth and Wrath Where: Her apartment When: Late Night What: Sloth breaks into Wrath's apartment. Warnings Violence, Language, Booze
With a cigarette dangling from Sloth's lips, he watched Wrath as she left her apartment. For fucks sakes, she was looking for apartments? What so she could have more space for her jolly old torture machines? Oh well, it was time for him to bust into her apartment. He could smell the good booze a mile away. What he planned to do was trash the place while indulging himself in some high quality eatery and booze-ery.
He tried to pick her lock but he ended up fucking the task up so badly that he broke the door handle, enabling the door to open. "Holy shit, bitch. Nice bloody place."
He went on over to her fridge and got some booze while he ransacked her apartment starting with knocking over her DVD's before he knocked over the tables and broke various items. He went into the various rooms and mucked everything up.
In her bedroom he laughed while he flung her undwear outside, letting it shower an elderly couple who passed by. "Hmm..quite sexy. Shame to see it all go to waste."
Everything was fucked up in the apartment, it looked like a robbery. Sloth jumped on her bed with a bra slung over his face and a vodka bottle in his mouth. He planned to leave in a few minutes.
But he was Sloth and that was exhausting. Sadly, he fell asleep.