TONIGHT!!

[frenzied]

[in the Top Model House Champion Contestant Lodgings, the living areas have been decorated in various animal furs. For dinner there are lots of red meats and numerous bottles of brand sponsored alcohol for the trainees to enjoy! Also lots of chocolate desserts.

Time to Party Hard.]

Comments

[wargame]

[my name is vesper wake and i am an alcoholic

which is to say, what booze table?]

[disgraces]

[oh gods how could I forget]

Vesper, dear! There are children present.

[wargame]

[not intoxicated at all

obviously]

When I was their age I was selling drugs. Fuck the children. Don't fuck the children, it's illegal.

[disgraces]

Yes, I know your tragic backstory was very hard on you, and I'm so glad you remember the statutory rape laws, now put down the single malt.

[wargame]

I'll put it down your ass.

[disgraces]

Mm'hm. Would you like something to eat?

[wargame]

No. I know what you're doing and it won't work. I have to drink this shit before it goes bad.

[disgraces]

That's not how it works, Vesper.

[wargame]

I said it is, so it is.

[disgraces]

And how do you figure that?

[can I reach around and pour water in his glass while he's distracted ...]

[wargame]

Stop it, you cumstain.

[deaden]

[nearly chokes on his own drink from laughing]

[wargame]

Diddling kids isn't a laughing matter.

[deaden]

It's fucking hilarious when this crowd is involved.

[wargame]

Because they're ugly?

[deaden]

That may be why Fetch likes us so much.

[wargame]

Yes, I'm wonderful.

[deaden]

Yes, yes you are.

[wargame]

And this glass is empty.

[disgraces]

Will, don't encourage him.

[deaden]

But mom...

[disgraces]

If you're offering to deal with any children who get upset when he dissects them, please, do go ahead.

[deaden]

I promise nothing.

[disgraces]

Why am I not surprised.

[deaden]

[shrugs and goes back to his drink which is going to need refilling asap]

Because you expect nothing but idiocy from me, and that makes my job so much easier.