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[quinning]

FREEDOM!

The Most Glorious and Upstanding City of Hamilton is now officially Jesse-McBride-free and oh, it feels good!

The power came back on just in time for the Leafs–Rangers game! I'm no longer grounded! (It turns out that being snowed in for three days seemed like sufficient punishment to Gord and Flo!) I have two Healer Training applications mostly done! It's almost Christmas!

Basically, this feels exactly like Gooseberry except I don't have a makeout plague. Pity.

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[bambae]

Oh. Okay yeah that sounds even more plausible but also you started too late

Living is a death sentence, Quinnifer

[quinning]

It's not my fault that you're a lost cause.

Let's not get poetic.

[bambae]

Hey. I went all break without drinking. I got a tattoo sober. This is fucking day one. I'm fucking pacing myself.

It's great tho. I befriended this fucking goat. Did I tell you about my goat?

[quinning]

You told me about your fucking goat, now tell me about the tattoo: what? And while you're at it, who, where, why, and when? (Keep in mind I've been trapped on Hoth for half of the week.)

[bambae]

Levi and ty visited for the last two days. It started out with just Levi but we made it a group field trip and my mom wanted to get a tattoo too and I was like mom what the fuck. So In conclusion, we all got tattoos.

[quinning]

Even T What is in the fucking water Matching tramp stamps?

[bambae]

Nah. Figured I'd go for something more poetic

[quinning]

Thank God. And?

[bambae]

How's that shit for wearing your heart on your sleeve? Fucking poetic. Felt less poetic at the time, but Chuck over here is positive this shit is poetic as fuck now.



[OOC: image spellotaped in, but also ignore that random half wing, that's not on Chris's arm. Image also moves steadily, in tune with an actual heartbeat.]

[quinning]

It's certainly [...] literal. Did you at least make sure the place was clea

[bambae]

It's a new year. I'm making some changes.

I mean it's not literally a new year. I'll make some changes in a week. Until then, I'm gonna see how long I can stay drunk.

It's like I'm a fucking ... baby butterfly building a fucking cocoon right now. In a week I'll emerge as a fucking butterfly.

[quinning]

God speed, baby butterfly. That's not how you should try to solve issues

[bambae]

Some things aren't gonna change tho.

Still gonna kick your ass at hockey in the new year.

[quinning]

HA! That's a Christmas miracle that isn't happening.

[bambae]

I mean you're wrong, but whatever makes you happy, Cunningham. Even if it's a lie.