Re: Rez/Fisher
A half dead blind guy would have seen Rez's joke coming from a mile away. Fisher groaned loudly at it, an appreciater of bad humor but... ugh. The hawaiian shirt he was in was about as lame as he was willing to go tonight.
"I am not the Zoloft blob!" Fisher protested, smacking Rez in the arm. But it was totally true. He was Eeyore, he was Daria, he was every dreary character ever created. But he had an idea that might make him look a little less in mourning. "It better not be another damn penguin," he warned, though he was smiling. That stupid thing was still on his bed. Pulling the hairtie off his wrist, Fisher pulled his hair back into a low ponytail and off his face. Lloyd had said that this made him look older and brought out his jawline, and those were positives.