IC Contact for Deerington

[not_so_hollow]

[Text, video, voice, old fashioned snail mail, action: dealer's choice.]

Comments

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[righthemisphere]

And I promise you I am nothing like a ken doll where it counts, kiddo

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[not_so_hollow]

senpai my ass

you gotta have a really sad life to be like. trying to force someone to be your best friend, dude

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[not_so_hollow]

i've got a brand new sloth kigurumi that's supposed to like help you sleep or whatever if you wanna borrow it. it would go well with your slow ass personality anyway, since i'm pretty sure you're not all there


don't ask how i got it


i'm not using it. doll duty means i couldn't sleep even if i wanted to

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[not_so_hollow]

yo

no. nope. get the fuck outta here with that shit

could've gone my ENTIRE life without ever reading those words dude

[righthemisphere]

Sorry, couldn't help myself.

Are you serious about the kig?

Is there anything I can do to help you with the doll? Can't believe you're still dealing with that thing.

[not_so_hollow]

You've got a lot of that goin on apparently, are you losing it over there?

Dead serious, I guess some people are actually managing to sleep a little bit in em. Don't ask me why or how, but it's true. I just can't. It's all yours if you want it, just give it back when this hell show is over.

The doll actually has a name, I think. Wrote "Annabelle" on my wall the other night. Next to a nice "die" message. Good shit. I'm guessing she got sick of me calling her Shit Face?? She keeps coming back, I've tried everything short of destroying her.

[righthemisphere]

I'm losing my god damn mind, man. Insomnia isn't new to me but this is extreme. Nothing that used to help is working.

I hate borrowing stuff but I'm pretty desperate. I'll take good care of it, I promise. Owe you double now lol

Sounds like you need a priest, buddy.

[not_so_hollow]

I feel you dude. Dunno if I'm seein shit cause of friggin' Annabelle or if it's cause I legitimately do not know the last time I slept even an hour.

I can bring it in the morning, Inoue is sleeping and I'm guarding her door. One way in, one way out. Fuck you Annabelle. Send me an address.

No shit. Know any?

[righthemisphere]

Unfortunately not. Network might?

346 Clover Ln, Clarke Acres. If its too far I can meet you in town? Otherwise I hope you don't mind dogs.

[not_so_hollow]

Yup, that's the plan. Just kinda figured that now isn't the time and I just gotta kinda. Grit and bare it. Everyone's got enough shit on their own plates.

No, I don't mind dogs... but that kinda makes it sound like you're living with an army of em, not gonna lie.

[righthemisphere]

Haha no, just one. He's friendly.

And I have I disagree with you there, bud. I needed help this month and I can't believe how many people offered. It saved my life. Literally.

[not_so_hollow]

He got a name?

Yeah... The people here tend to come together for the most part...

We'll see.

[Because Ichigo. Is the one who DOES the ass saving. Not the other way around.]

[righthemisphere]

[one man island can't ask for help, typical]

Max. He's a friend's. There are messengers outside my house if you get into trouble. We should be there but if we're not then we're next door at 342.

[not_so_hollow]

Cool. I'll be there in the morning after Inoue is up.

Thanks for the distraction.





Bitch.