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

[disgraces]

Because you're becoming unmanageable.

[wargame]

I am not. Shut up.

[disgraces]

Yes, you are.

[wargame]

I'll smack you.

[disgraces]

Yes, yes, I know.

[wargame]

So don't touch me, you asshole.

[disgraces]

[squeezes his elbow]

Is that only just now bothering you?

[wargame]

[shakes off]

Germy.

[disgraces]

I try my best to be sanitary.

[wargame]

I'm sure you do.

[stop talking to me, god, i'm not even drunk. drinks. :|]

[disgraces]

Mm'hm.

[if I leave you and come back in twenty minutes what then?]

[wargame]

[i'll probably be "fixing" and collecting the porn around the room ... while drinking of course]

[disgraces]

Who gave you a marker?

[wargame]

I always have a marker.

[disgraces]

For important A-SEC business?

[wargame]

Obviously.

[disgraces]

Like ...

[inspecting a poster-- oh]

Who did you pick on this time?

[wargame]

Mischa's ugly little sister.

[disgraces]

Oh, that one.

He tried to cry at me, did you know? The nerve of some people.

[wargame]

Of course he did, the stupid fucker and his stupid hair.

[disgraces]

I suppose I should have told him to pet your ego and bring you alcohol, but that might've been too kind.

[wargame]

Now I've got a little wannabe-waiter who thinks he can make me angry. You cocksucker.

[disgraces]

You never complained before.

[wargame]

[... essentially this]

[disgraces]

I can't imagine why the juries don't just fall in love with you.