bork?

[soundsurfing]

ayo can someone tell me the fuck is goin on?? woke up feelin like i spent a week on a bender, on a pile of socks in the woods, an' im comin back in wid the things i had wid me an some bitch whisperin in my ear (i think that was you-know-who yo, but it got quiet) an then i meet me????

an i go aye you cant be me cuz im me and he TRIED TO KILL ME? I THINK?

or like really aggro play or some shit i dunno i went hey hey HEY cause he made me drop my mole friend and my blueberry shard thing that i dunno where i got but bro was real intent on rippin me a new asshole jus cuz i came outta the woods!!

i get it yo im stinky but also the fuck is goin on?!?!

josh come get me im scared :(

[ No, he's not, but he's trying to find the humor in this weird ass situation. ]

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[soundsurfing]

[ CHEESECAKE!

Beat instantly picks the pup up and snuggles her, mindful not to smear too much frosting off her little cake body. But he will squish the air out of her tiny cake lungs. Not too hard though. ]

Shoulda come wid me to the woods, Cheese! You'da loved it! All the sticks to chase and bury. How you been though, bro?

[ To Sparkling. ]

[charmpagne]

Oh that she would have. She would have brought home plenty of those sticks and dirt too…

[All stuck to her Cheesecakey body. She doesn’t seem to mind though, happily licking Beat’s face regardless and no doubt getting him sticky.]

I’ve been well. Keeping busy at Luca’s bar, mostly. I’ve been taking the time to try to come up with some new concoctions, but moreso in my off time…I doubt I should be peddling my own wares to customers that aren’t mine, you know.