pina colada at Trader Vick's
His hair was perfect. } }Independant OC RP blog | FC: Aidan Turner | M!A: None
Ed had soft, sympathetic eyes, even when utterly pissed. He placed an open hand on Murray’s shoulder and pulled him over into a hug around the shoulders, “Franklin is a pretty cool name, dude, and unlike my name it might not get you stabbed in the back forty times by a bunch of guys in togas.”
There was an awkward silence where even the sloshing of alcohol in Ed’s stomach was faintly audible, “College, right? Whatcha gonna do,” he said, awkwardly laughing it off. A similar thing did happen in college but with paddles instead of knives and in an area somewhat lower than his back.
"Alright then, amigo," Ed said with a sudden glint of enthusiasm in his eye, Murray’s own burst of excitement had revived a similar feeling in the intoxicated Hombre Caiman, "hit me with your best shot, fire away!"
What followed was 20 seconds of musical, drunken slurring, some of which was in Portuguese. When his vision and his train of thought came back into focus, he waited in rapt attention for Murray’s dare. It surely couldn’t be that bad…
"I don’t know, I can’t say I got the full, American-style college experience." He tilted his head to the side. "I don’t regret that at all, really. I wouldn’t have liked to be in a fraternity."
Murray put one hand over his face and laughed, shaking his head in disbelief.
"God, you’re so drunk." He said, unsure if his voice was even audible over Ed’s drunken, off-key wailing. "How are you this fuckin’ drunk, mate? Not to boast or anythin’, but I think I could down a whole keg of beer and not be as drunk as you."
That was a slight exaggeration- of course he’d be drunk in that situation, but that didn’t change the fact that Ed was a lightweight and Murray was Irish.
"Okay. Here’s your dare." Murray sucked his teeth and pressed his fingertips together thoughtfully. He almost considered daring Ed to eat a whole packet of bacon rashers, but since he was a vegetarian he obviously wouldn’t have any handy and Murray would be a terrible friend if he encouraged Ed to drive to the shops while totally shitfaced.
"I dare you…." The wolfman said with a dramatic flair. "To…."
His eyes caught sight of a potted bonsai tree on the far side of the room. He pointed.
"Eat that bonsai tree." He laughed. "Eat the leaves off that bonsai tree, you vegetarian trash."
"It doesn’t sound like they’ve been working." She doesn’t mean it offensively; he just seems pretty unhappy.
“Believe me, they are. You would know if they weren’t.” He’s a little unhappy, sure, but he’s better than he would be if he were unmedicated.
"Should I know who you are?"
"No, I don’t know."
❝ ——- That’s right. ❞
Morticia shot a brief glance downward.
❝ In any case, I do apologize. ❞
"It’s okay, really. It happens."
❤ - tumblr user i would date
❣ - an unpopular opinion I have
★ - my personal blog url
❧ - other websites i’m on
✗ - skype
♣ - my nickname
¤ - my real name
♞ - my age
✾ - tv series i love
◎ - relationship status
◆ - my opinion of you
❂ - post a picture of myself
Why do websites about magic always look like they were made in 1997?
Y’all need to conjure yourself up some java, or something.
So I put this as one of the backgrounds
Yesterday, I found that someone changed my background to something soccer related, so just to mess around with them, I put this
Today, I looked at all the computers around me, plus my computer and
You are playing a dangerous game.
You are the best kind of teacher