Monday 9:43 p.m. they brought their (metal) sticks. I had to pick some random (dirty) stool up from the rubbish behind. Its wasn't pretty.
XL's brother who is a very awesome photographer I must say, needed us to model a shot to portray tension! We had to (try to) look like gangsters. I think we only lacked golden hair.
J's new (fierce) tattoo of I think a snake trying to make out with a fish or something like that.
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