Post by HENRY JEKYLL/EDWARD HYDE on Sept 27, 2011 18:18:39 GMT -5
September 14th, 2011
Okay, so falling asleep on a park bench after an all night binge was probably a poor decision. I get that now but, at the time it seemed like a good idea. I was hungover, I was tired, and Veronica... or was it Paula... whatever, that stripper from the Cat Scratch Club offered to paw at my tassels for well.. less than average. I'm just a man, after all. But, that wasn't really the problem. I was reading over Henry's little diary (because I find it amusing to look at the scribbles and poetry he throws in there) only to discover that I didn't exactly bring the body back home when I was done using it.
Shit.
Well, that's what eight shots of whiskey, a bottle of tequila, and some fancy strippers will do to a guy. He's starting to get suspicious. I knew I shouldn't have worn those jeans. Dress pants were the way to go. Dammit. Guess I'll have to lay low for a little while. Which sadly means I won't get to see Veronica or Paula or what ever he name was tonight.
Fuck.
Okay, so falling asleep on a park bench after an all night binge was probably a poor decision. I get that now but, at the time it seemed like a good idea. I was hungover, I was tired, and Veronica... or was it Paula... whatever, that stripper from the Cat Scratch Club offered to paw at my tassels for well.. less than average. I'm just a man, after all. But, that wasn't really the problem. I was reading over Henry's little diary (because I find it amusing to look at the scribbles and poetry he throws in there) only to discover that I didn't exactly bring the body back home when I was done using it.
Shit.
Well, that's what eight shots of whiskey, a bottle of tequila, and some fancy strippers will do to a guy. He's starting to get suspicious. I knew I shouldn't have worn those jeans. Dress pants were the way to go. Dammit. Guess I'll have to lay low for a little while. Which sadly means I won't get to see Veronica or Paula or what ever he name was tonight.
Fuck.
