Sun shrapnel scars the chest and legs which inhibits the natural cycle of things, dug in with a bottle green jelly, don’t eat it, we pass idly until we find it, the cure to boredom, Army of 2, perfect game. And our specializations are matched already, sniper and rockets flying across the room decimating the onslaught of pwnage, flamethrowers, hitting the sacks, and getting into those awkward situations. Logged 8 hours of play and the journey ends in the mall. The sleep comes fast and we don’t rise till past ten which is divine. For the next months we will be stretching our lack of sleep to the limit, pushing it more and more till there aint no more.
You say lazy, I call it a simple day, which is what we do.
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