I'll be fine. Just wondering if we gotta be worried about whoever killed my roommate or no. Or, uh, y'know, Nodd losing his shit and killing any one of us who called Dion out.
Man, I hope so... That guy needs to learn how to chill out.
Buuuut just in case I end up dead next week, do somethin' fun with my body, alright? Maybe pose me like one of your French girls or take one of those creepy Victorian era post-mortem photographs with the corpse.
Okay, so, hear me out. We smear just a tiny bit of it on our fingertips. Not too much that it's visible from a mile away, but not too little that it can't transfer. And then when we run into people, we figure out a way to touch them somewhere they can't see in a way that is both normal and casual.
I sure fuckin' hope so? [PLEASE BATHE.] It doesn't need to stay on them, anyway. Just rinse and repeat to gauge their mood a couple times throughout the week.
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... Yeah, I'm worried about that guy.
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Buuuut just in case I end up dead next week, do somethin' fun with my body, alright? Maybe pose me like one of your French girls or take one of those creepy Victorian era post-mortem photographs with the corpse.
[she is joking but also. man.]
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We can slap that mood-detecting lotion on everyone, maybe.
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a look like she is seriously considering this idea]
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Won't they just take a shower at some point?
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