001 | (this is so not what she) texted

[cowardley]

[ hey, look, it's a picture of a brightly colored phallic fruit from Sorrow's orchard.  it's laid out  on a cutting board next to a second brightly colored phallic fruit that has been cut into, and clearly chewed up and spit out.  next, is a selfie of ashley, her nose wrinkled in disgust. ]

The only room this 'fruit' could possibly be used in is the bedroom!!!  
Y U C K

[ and several minutes after the post occurs, out in hadriel, in the ud house, ashley screams in horror. that was not at all what she wrote. someone save her. call ghostbusters! burn the phone!  oh god, or maybe just kill her! ]

Comments

[cowardley]

Silver linings, right?

[64th]

it's the little things... plus here I can probably get away with punching someone who crosses any lines with me

[cowardley]

You couldn't have punched him if you wanted to back home?

[64th]

not without serious consequences

[ she's not sure how honest to be, so she decides to just sort of allude to the truth ]

I was responsible for entertaining the President's friends however they saw fit. It wouldn't be my place to refuse or pick a fight.

[cowardley]

[ Ash is quick to pick up what Cash is saying, but almost doesn't quite want to believe it. ]

Oh. That sounds... That's horrible.

[64th]

other people have it worse

and no one's going to try that here