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[patheticvillain]

Whoever brings me ibuprofen and weed first gets to be my best friend for the next week.

What'd I miss? Needy, where the fuck are you? Where's my cat?

private } daneca

Was there a flood? I heard there was a flood. Did it get you?

spam } open

[The first thing Cassel does - after a really solid lunch and a long shower - is get down to the gym. He doesn't know what's happened to Mindy, but it seems like he's on his own here for a little while. So he meanders through the gym equipment, cleaning, re-organizing, and very obviously brooding.]

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[patheticvillain]

Please give me my cat back.

[puppy eyes go]

[andyougoleft]

[Wow does that not even remotely work on him.]

Ask your new best friend for a new cat. This one is comfortable where he is.

[patheticvillain]

I can't believe you're doing this to me. My little black heart is breaking.

[andyougoleft]

Should have thought of that before you sold your friendship for drugs.

[patheticvillain]

Slevin, you know you're actually my bff, come on.

[andyougoleft]

I don't know. What'd you think, Ilia? Do we believe him?

[Kitty ear scritches. KITTY EAR SCRITCHES.]

[patheticvillain]

Yes. You do believe me. You're very sorry for doubting me.

[andyougoleft]

I thought you knew me. Am I very sorry for anything, ever?

[patheticvillain]

Yes. Doubting me.

That's the only thing, though.

[andyougoleft]

That, and the way Chris has been moping around here like he lost his last quarter.

[Shut up, Slevin didn't miss you, you missed you]

[patheticvillain]

Aww. Awwwwww. Awwwwwwwwww.

He's adorable.

[andyougoleft]

Fine. I'll bring your cat back in an hour.