- (tinieblas) wrote in rooms, @ 2015-02-20 15:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !ocean's eleven, *journal, *log, *text, iris morgenstern, neil donovan, sam alexander |
Neil D, Iris M
[Note left for Neil D]
Your fucking girlfriend got butthurt because I was hitting you up too much or whatever, despite the fact that I told her you were just involved in shit because of Lou. I mean I seen you like once alone since you been back, and that was in some drug den, yeah? But she got fucking butthurt, and she ran off to some psycho killer video game door, and she's being a drama queen about where she is and getting help, but Flash is going to get her ass, and he knows all about the place, and he'll bring her the fuck home safe, and don't you dare think of going after her because that is so not your bullshit, and the last thing you need is to fall off the fucking wagon and die or something over this shit, because Joey just fucking died, and no one else can fucking die, ok? Srsly, nothing bad can happen rn. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, fucking nothing I mean it, Neil. Anyway she asked Loren to rescue her ass, and he was going too so yeah, just DON'T GO OK THERE ARE ALREADY TWO DICKS PLAYING HERO AND
[Locked to Iris M]
[Later, and tucked back into bed. Slow and messy, and because this is easier than telling Shane.] I?