[1:45: James] i’m NOT BLIND [1:45: James] BUT. they’re in the toilet!! [1:46: James] james help what do i do??
[1:47PM: seamus] take em out of there man [1:47PM: seamus] then try and clean em obviously [1:48PM: seamus] make sure there ain’t no piss on em [1:48PM: seamus] cus that’d be bad
Leaning completely back in his own chair, he covered his face with both hands. His laughter sounded a lot like he was crying —- or more like his crying sounded like his laughter. Cracking his russet eyes open, his smile spread across his entire face.
James hesitantly clicked off of the atrocity and instead went to open another case, his breathing heavy as he rested his chin on his hand. It was actually Jordan’s fault all this had happened in the first place, and James could not see himself forgiving him any time soon.
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Jordan doesn’t deserve the knives he gets, Aleks. He sits there on his HIGH HORSE reprimanding ME for getting put through all this bullshit —- I’ll show him, Aleksandr.
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Really? I thought that was the best part? And no, goddamnit, I said I was borrowing it for something until you came all up in here interrupting me.
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Oh, well I am terribly sorry for interrupting whatever probey-probe bullshit you’ve got going on in here. Please —- do not let me stop you. ❞
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Yes, that’s exactly what I’m using it for. You got that exactly right. I get a big banana the first thing I wanna do is shove it up my ass – you got me there, James.
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Can I have the fucking thing back or not? It better not have your shit on it either.
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Due to Aleks’ fit of laughter, he found that stopping was nearly impossible. Though, as James slammed his FIST down upon the desk, the younger jumped at the sudden noise but only began to laugh HARDER.
❝ Y-Yes ! You’re so f..fucking stupid ! ❞
All James could do at this point was wheeze for an extended amount of time before slapping his hands across his face, rocking backward and forward a little in his seat. He then sat back, taking in the disaster before him once again as he listened to the other practically suffocate next to him. He shook the mouse a little as he hovered it over the knife, only to see that it was– just his luck– well-worn.
❝ Hmm..has anyone ever pranked you? I mean, it seems likely that someone would want revenge. ❞
{ she gave a small roll of her shoulders, setting up the camera as she had seen the others do many times, trying her best to remember how. she managed to get it ready, whenever he was. }
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Stefani—- you’ve been here long enough to know that near enough everyone in this office is absolute shit at that sort of stuff. Like, remember the fart spray incident? Fair enough I was apart of that but those guys were bringing me down.
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As soon as he saw that Stefani was ready, he gave her a small nod before beginning to make his way down to Jordan’s office. He appeared to be in the middle of a recording session, which actually made things a lot easier seeing as though he’d probably be distracted.
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