Orlin liked Lucas, but honestly, his love life was insane, and would take way to long to explain, and it could also potentially be very very tedious/insanely hilarious. One of the two.
"I'm good." He said gloomily, placing his duffel bag on the counter. He started pulling out various tools and supplies that he had brought with him.
He also got out the stuff Lucas had provided.
He laid out the supplies, and heated up the bunsen burner.
Acetachlorophmentazymr Glucide, fiber glass, liquid form, remote control, old cell phone, bunch of discmen, one watch, three blank cd's, and an old broken microwave from the dump.
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Date: 2006-02-13 06:11 pm (UTC)"I'm good." He said gloomily, placing his duffel bag on the counter. He started pulling out various tools and supplies that he had brought with him.
He also got out the stuff Lucas had provided.
He laid out the supplies, and heated up the bunsen burner.
Acetachlorophmentazymr Glucide, fiber glass, liquid form, remote control, old cell phone, bunch of discmen, one watch, three blank cd's, and an old broken microwave from the dump.