On the other hand, I'm not alone, and my life is still pretty good. Just...weird. A run-down:
- Max is singing Justin Bieber. In falsetto. (Whut.)
- Mariko has made several suggestions as to what else Vieve may be giving me for my birthday (...whut.)
- Leah and Vieve are arguing over which of them is better off in terms of figure. Leah is a Pettanko. Vieve...is not. Each of thinks the other is better off, probably because Leah used to get teased for being nearly flat, and Vivi...when questioned, mumbled something about "sparring" and "rough equivalent of a groin punch". So Yeah. (Whut.)
- Mr Irving is in his office humming Christmas carols.
Welcome to my life, popcorn and drinks at the door.
Hey, look who it is. It's Razor. Dayumn, this place is getting popular with Slendymooks.