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]

They're jealous.

[drinks, crumples up the picture he was holding.]

[disgraces]

Of your charm and charisma, I'm sure.

[wargame]

[lucillefaceagain]

[disgraces]

Stop being so salacious, you're going to make people think you're cheap.

[wargame]

In this crowd?

[disgraces]

What, it's very high class.

[wargame]

I'm not cheap. I have glasses.

[disgraces]

Your frames are a little last year.

[wargame]

They're vintage.

[disgraces]

That's like saying crinkling hair is vintage.

[wargame]

It's not as if I have beads.

[disgraces]

Perish the thought.

[wargame]

[finishes off the drink he had]

Are we going to have shameful intercourse or are you going to keep talking at me? Because I'm sobering the fuck up and I'm gonna smack you either way.

[disgraces]

Oh, you.

Where's the nearest bathroom?

[wargame]

Back five steps, look down the hall.

[disgraces]

Shall we? Or do I need to carry you.

[wargame]

Shut your face.

[disgraces]

[hooking his arm with Vesper's and walking]

Oh, you don't mean that.

[wargame]

Shut up.

[disgraces]

Mm'hm.

[pushing him into the bathroom, locking the door behind them]

[wargame]

[FOOTAGE NOT FOUND]

[disgraces]

[NO TOUCHING]