fatespoken | ∞ [seven]

Okay, here's a tip for you all. The pink and purple ones taste like cold medicine. The white ones taste like pure chalk. The green are mint-flavored chalk. Put them all together and you get a smorgasbord of nausea. Seriously, they're disgusting. Will make you puke if consumed over the limit.

And now that my self-imposed isolation (see: I was exploring the city), I have a few choice words for a few people.

EDEN: Next time you decide to run off to an insane vampire, please tell me beforehand so I can kick your ass.

PRINCESS: I haven't forgotten. Scout's honor. And you barely won, keep that in mind.

THOMAS: Hey- Sorry, that was really bad timing for me to suddenly go MIA. Are you alright now?

GILES: Indiana Fucking Jones.

HOUSE: I need a perscription and you're a doctor. And I got pretty interesting referral to you from a friend.

EVERYONE ELSE: If you any you even mentions a word about me being a cute child, I will ignore you for the rest of my time here. No lie - my promise is gold.

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What a fucking week.

And there has to be some sort of medical practitioner here that isn't a hardass. Otherwise, I guess I'll just have to use...that.

You'd think they'd slacken up their policies here.

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