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[lotsoflaughs]

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[lotsoflaughs]

Would you want to take hours to get drunk?

[oversight]

Can you get high? What about drugs? It takes lots of those, too?

[ These are not suggestions, honestly. Blake is just a curious sort and he's currently procrastinating instead of trying to pull himself together after a long night. ]

[lotsoflaughs]

I can but it takes a ridiculous amount. The amount of LSD--or any other drug--it takes for me would kill a human before it got anywhere near being effective with me.

[oversight]

That sounds incredibly dull, sorry to say. I'm glad you find other ways to keep life interesting.

[lotsoflaughs]

Yup. Even if hunters which I would find some other hobby.

[oversight]

Are you kidding? You probably make that shit 1000% more bearable. If it was all seriousness all the time, they'd be bored as Hell.

Or something.

[ He's probably wrong but he's too hungover to care. ]

...I'm going to pretend that typo was Gabe's autocorrect filling in the wrong word.

[lotsoflaughs]

Oh sure, they're amused by something I've done from time to time, but mostly, they're more interested in making whatever I'm up to stop.

o7

[oversight]

Is that really what it's like to have siblings? That's kind of lame.

[lotsoflaughs]

Pretty sure your hangover is making you lose track of who we're talking about. Hunters, not my brothers and sisters. Not that they don't sometimes want me to stop whatever I'm doing.

[oversight]

Pretty sure it's a miracle I can type at all. I guess maybe some Tylenol will help.

If you don't hear back from me in twenty minutes, I died on the was to the bathroom.

[lotsoflaughs]

If you do, I'll have a drink or five in your honor.

::He's terrible, he knows.::

[oversight]

[ Fifteen minutes later... ]

That might not be a bad idea. I might still expire. If I do, please take care of my clothes.

[lotsoflaughs]

Why, will they starve to death if they're not fed?

[oversight]

No, but I'd rather they didn't get eaten by moths. At least give it all away to charity. You're charitable.

[lotsoflaughs]

Don't you think someone would notice that you've died before moths devour them?

[oversight]

That depends. The last time I had a visitor was the week I moved in. Are you going to come check on me?

[lotsoflaughs]

I'm sure the people who want money for your unpaid bills are bound to send someone to get on your case. And your landlord.

[oversight]

And if my bills are on auto-pay? You wouldn't check on me then?

[ So dramatic. ]

[lotsoflaughs]

Wouldn't your account run out of money eventually?

::Given that Gabriel doesn't bother checking people's billing methods unless he's using them as a way of fucking with them, no.::

[oversight]

Not any time soon, no. Not before the moths got to my shit, anyway.

[He isn't rich, but considering all the double shifts and the fact that he doesn't do anything in what little free time he has, it's allowed him to save up a decent amount. ]

[lotsoflaughs]

Well, if nothing else, someone's gonna notice that you've started stinking up the joint. Unless you've got a retort to *that*.

[oversight]

I might. When I've had some more sleep and a lot of water and a week to think on my poor decision making skills.

[lotsoflaughs]

You know the water doesn't actually help. It's just kinda a placebo effect.

[oversight]

You're only saying that because you'd have to drink a lake of it for it to matter.

[lotsoflaughs]

Nope. Try asking the scientists who researched this shit.