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((I'm so tired that I'm not tired. I never knew that was possible.))
"Apparently I'm like an Alley cat but I don't understand what he meant, really." Alyson paused for a second when he asked the question about why she hated Kevin. "Well from the first time I met him he was a pain in the butt. And you know that feeling you get with certain people? You know, like you just hate them? You don't why but just thinking about them and you want to rip their heart out and run over their bodies with a monster truck? Well...you may not hate someone like that. But I've just gotten that feelings sense I was around him since day 1 of meeting him." She said and shrugged.

((I've made it to sunrise once. It was last year at this lock-in thing. I finally crashed at like eight in the morning at my friends house. Usually I can stay up really late usually never try cause I get bored halfway through the night. But now you just made me want frosted flakes.))
Alyson shrugged. "I can see him saying that. I think of lots of things to do to him. Would you like to know more?" She asked, with a twisted smile. "Do I have to be exact? He's a pain in the butt altogether. Most of the time he's a jerk, he's always trying to find ways to get on my nerves, and he never shuts the Hades up." Alyson replied back, starting to get a little angry just by talking about Kevin. "Oh yeah and what really started it was that he sent out those stupid pictures."
((You know she didn't hate Kevin as much as it seemed but then Kev sent the pics and she absolutely despised him.))

Lucy Shole The Unclaimed

((LAWL. I remembs. Good times...gooooddd tiiimmmeeees. Well sorta...meh not really that guild was a mess. Every single post made, with the exception of those made, by like 6 people, were complete god-mods. This guild too, that other guy who rage quit, who was moving "AT DA SPEEEDD OF LIGHT!" was god modding every other post too. It's pretty weak sauce. Also....why did you use your post format to ask an OOC question? Lol...))

Mike grinned. "Oh yea, haha I remember those. I got one." He said, grinning, completely losing the focus of the conversation. "Oh wait...no nevermind, that was dumb. My bad." He said, not really apologetic, more just saying it. "Yea. He does talk a lot." He said, admittedly. "Though, he isn't really just a natural born douchebag. He's really more of an elitest jerk. He thinks he's better than everybody, because being a rich kid and what-not, he usually is, but if he thinks he is, he'll be an a*****e to you and treat you like 2nd rate trash, but if he doesn't, than he's cool. If you can do even one thing, that can impress him even slightly, I guarantee that he will stop being a jerk to you." He said, taking another sip of his soda. "You want one?" He asked, shaking the bottle around so the drink swooshed around in the bottle.


((I lied actually, I have made it to sunrise. Thrice. But i've tried like 500 times, so it doesn't really count. Done it on new years twice. Done it while intoxicated once. I fell down a flight of 14 stairs that night, from the top. They had carpeting on them, so I got a broken rib, and broken wrist, and rug-burns. Fml.))

((Lold at the last part. So did you apparently. pirate ))

Mike winced slightly at the sight of her balling her fist. He wasn't a huge fan of violence. Not conscious violence anyways. "So....do you talk about anything besides hating Kevin? Or like...do anything? Besides hate Kevin?" He asked, abruptly, though not rudely. He took another sip of his soda and yawned. "This camp sucks so much. I want to go skiing so bad. I miss real life." He said, to himself really, though in his normal tone and volume. He turned to Seth and laughed. "Please bro, I can handle girls. Just not...girls who don't do anything but hate stuff." He said grinning, then shrugging slightly, taking another sip of his drink.