∞ [thirty-seven]

[fatespoken]

Amazing. A pair of breasts and suddenly you're receiving double the tips. And that's all I have to say about this week.

But if I could have predicted being cursed, I would have pushed it. Money— I don't need the City's charity. Asking for something from home would translate into something horrific like dropping Rainer on my front door rather than my dog. I can't say I'm particularly homesick either. And it's not because because of negligible acquaintances.

Anyway, tomorrow's thanksgiving. I think? I can spot it somewhere between the 24th and the 27th, but I usually forget the exact date. Never used to celebrate it back home. But since it is Thanksgiving, we should all expect man-eating turkeys as part of tomorrow's curse. I hope they eat Caspian and Chase.

Comments

[thenormalsquint]

I figured it was clear enough.

[fatespoken]

Hey, I agree with you. He's annoying as fuck.

[thenormalsquint]

He's a whole lot more then just that right now.

[fatespoken]

He's a 人渣, isn't he?

[thenormalsquint]

Yeah, English please? My mother's not here to translate.

[fatespoken]

I was saying he is a piece of trash. You could let him be paranoid, and pretend to understand.

[thenormalsquint]

No, I'd rather be straightforward with my insults.