10:51 pm - vingt
Brad. Da. I need to know what you want for Christmas. Otherwise you won't get anything, and you won't be allowed to pout at all. And you not getting anything isn't an option so just tell me so I don't have to resort to desperate measures.
[Da] And don't you dare let them make you move to that bloody makeshift ghetto. [/Da]
[Da] And don't you dare let them make you move to that bloody makeshift ghetto. [/Da]