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Bob. (silent_bob) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-08 18:58:00

Current location:	The Not Quick Stop
Entry tags:	!dropped, !incomplete, day 06, jay, location: gas station, silent bob

Day Six: Afternoon
Who: Bob and Jay
What; Commiserating
Where: The Not Quick Stop
When: Day 6, afternoon
Rating: PG-13 to start for language

Status: Incomplete

Bob had managed to have a fucked up afternoon and currently he was walking about with fucking neon pink-ass calves in the trademarked signature of calomine lotion. He couldn't help but be fucking salty as fuck. That little shit had managed to infiltrate the Not Quick Stop and fuck with him. What the fuck was up witht hat asshole? Who the fuck did shit like that?

Upon Bob's return to the Not Quick Stop, as if in a solemn ritual, he too up his post right outside the fucking front door, kicking a heel up against the building's side and lighting a smoke with the beginnings of a grin of fucking satisfaction threatening at the corners of his mouth. Sure, the that little fuck had won this battle; but, Bob was confident he'd win the fucking war - especially when people fucking started to realize what a fire in the only place with their fucking food and water meant.

Holding the cig between pursed lips, Bob looked around for Jay. Where the fuck was Jay, anyway?

	_snoogans_ 2009-05-26 04:06 pm UTC (link)
	"The fuck you smirkin' about?" He asked upon Bob's look over his shoulder. Jay hadn't been to the gym yet, and he didn't know about the nonexistence of hot water, because logic really wasn't his strong point, and he simply assumed. So, upon Silent Bob's change of facial expression, Jay stopped beside him and looked at him suspiciously. "What're you crying about now?" (Reply to this) (Parent)