Let's be friends, Murdoc. Again.

[zeah1niccals5]

*knocks* ....Murdoc.....? I'm a friend.....from before...........open up, please?

[Murduck]

~ The Winnebago seeped out an unfamiliar odour and atmosphere that brought chills upon any oncoming visitor. The smell of death and booze was never a good combination. Murdoc lays on his couch, "under the influence", completely knocked out. Dead almost. ( badabum ching. ) The walls and corners of the shabby little caravan was scratched up and torn apart by an unknown force of rage. ~

*groans and gets up,massaging my temples**swaggers over to the door and swings it open, roughly*
*slurs*

Errerrrrrrrrreee whaddaya want slag? *wobbles*

[zeah1niccals5]

*flinches a little* H-hey......you remember me at all? *comes closer, unble to smell the rotting odor*

[Murduck]

*squints my eyes, trying to maintain balance, by leaning against the door*

Erreeerr.... yeeeeeeer.. You're that..chick..that urhm..yer I know you..
Did I bang up orrr some shit like that? *slurs*

[zeah1niccals5]

Uh-uh. I'm........*sighs* I'm just another fucked up fan who lost her goddamned chance. *kicks a rock across the carpark as she starts crying without a change in expression*

[Murduck]

(( I was wondering where that bloody post went. o.o ))

Bahhh! *sneers* Sob stories *sways to the side, ramming onto the corner of the doorway roughly*

Bloody pathetiiic *slurs* Like a couple of whinger donghoppers...I reckon I should find something to strike you with..Where the hell am I again..oh wait yer..Yep got it. *slurs* Bloody..scumbags yer..yer yer..what the hell do you want?

[zeah1niccals5]

I wanted.....to be friends again........*won't look at him*

[Murduck]

Hey good for you.

Try that myspace thing they've got plenty of them eer.. whatsit.. saps and junkies and friendless willy waggers just waiting for female companioooonship. Muaha.

[zeah1niccals5]

Oh, c'mon, I know you better than that.

[Murduck]

Hehe. Love, if you knew me so well, you wouldn't have bothered knocking on *sways to the left*

Eerr.. where's that door *sways to the right*
AHhh right thats it.

You wouldn't have bothered knocking on *points at door* This door. *slurs*

[zeah1niccals5]

*looks at him and sighs* Not one memory, huh? Damn. You.....er, look a little....woozy. Maybe you should go back to sleep before you run into something.....

[Murduck]

Smashing idea! Except I was asleep before you barged in, Zeah.

Chrissssst. *slams the door and swaggers back to the couch*

[Lissachoa]

*walks up*

why are you even bothering with this guy? he could careless about anyone.

*the door falls off again*

....................oi.

[Murduck]

Just give me a reason some kind of sign
I'll need a miracle to help me this time
I heard what you said and I feel the same
I know in my heart that I'll have to change

How did we get to be this far apart
How did we get to be this far apart
I want to be with you have something to share
I want to be here I'm not there

Even the stars look brighter tonight
Nothing's impossible
I still believe in love at first sight
Nothing's impossible

*groans and plops back on the couch, massaging my temples, shutting my eyes tightly*

C'mon get your shit in tact.

[Lissachoa]

(( awww. ))

*walks over and fixes the door*

besides, even if you did get with him it would mean nothing, just another one night stand he does with everyone else...*coughs*

crap, Choa, when did you suddenly get so cold?