[He sighed and held tight on he bottle for the sheer fact that it was something tangible and really familiar.] Yeah, a rat. Right. [Except he was getting phantom phone calls and shit and he didn't like how easily he was getting freaked out. It was just a trick.] Gotta warn you, bro, this face of my isn't exactly pretty. [Kirk was a big boy, he could handle it. And he wasn't going to keep wearing this fake-ass burqa bullshit anyway, especially since he needed to open the bottle and actually drink. Thank God his coordination was good enough when it came to himself.
He shifted a bit and twisted off the cap, pausing for just a second before giving up on being a shy fucking lameass with too many issues and let the towel drop so he could take a long swig.] This fucking sucks.
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Date: 2009-10-21 09:03 pm (UTC)He shifted a bit and twisted off the cap, pausing for just a second before giving up on being a shy fucking lameass with too many issues and let the towel drop so he could take a long swig.] This fucking sucks.