[Thursday, May 27th, 2010 - 3:19 AM]
Haz: Lou, take shelter immediately, we're under attack.
Tommo: ex-fooking-cuse me
Haz: You heard me right. You need to get in a closet or something, anything will do.
Tommo: i think not
Tommo: no way i'm going back in there
Haz: Aww, Lou it's okay, I love and accept you for who you are.
Tommo: no-
Tommo: you absolute, spoon
Tommo: i was left in a closet during a game of hide and seek once
Tommo: they forgot about me and i was sat in there for five hours
Haz: why didn't you just leave-
Tommo: because i'm not gonna go and ruin the game like that, god
Tommo: are you sure you're familiar with the rules of hide and seek?
Haz: FIVE HOURS!
Tommo: worth it, i beat those fookin losers so good
Haz: Well.
Haz: Alright, thank you for sharing that harrowing story with me.
Haz: But we're still in danger, in case you forgot.
Tommo: oh yeah, we're going to die
Tommo: what's up with that
Haz: You're too nonchalant about this.
Tommo: am i now?
Tommo: because i would argue that you're too uptight about this
Haz: Just go somewhere safe.
Tommo: not until you tell me why
Haz: You know what, it's fine.
Tommo: good
Tommo: i never thought i'd hear the end of that honestly
Haz: I'll come get you, we'll go to the bomb shelter together.
Tommo: the what-
Tommo: haz, what are you on about?
Tommo: i've not heard anything, how could we be under attack?
Haz: No time for questions, I'm getting in the car as we speak.
Tommo: no, no, please don't
Tommo: i will not be getting in a vehicle that you're driving
Tommo: over me dead body
Haz: I'll have you know that I'm an incredibly safe driver. I even won an award for it at my school.
Tommo: course ya did
Tommo: but that doesn't change anything
Tommo: hazza?
Tommo: oh god, no
Tommo: listen, i don't respect anyone that texts and drives, but dear god i hope these notifications annoy you enough to get you to pull over and check your phone
Tommo: ma'am
Tommo: i'm going to have to ask you to step out of the vehicle immediately
Tommo: you're far too pretty to go to jail for killing anymore squirrels
Tommo: wait, how have you gotten my address?
Haz: God, will you shut it. I'm trying to save your life.
Tommo: right, yes, i gathered that
Tommo: but what exactly are you trying to save me from?
Haz: None of your business.
Tommo: i would argue that it is completely my business
Haz: Fine.
Haz: F-F-F
Haz: I can't say it.
Tommo: what are you? a toddler trying to say their first curse word?
Tommo: get it out already
Haz: What toddler swears-
Tommo: me
Haz: Yeah, it makes sense now that I look back at it.
Tommo: i hope i'm not ACTUALLY in danger or i'm proper screwed
Haz: Fire-
Haz: Fireworks.
Tommo: fireworks?
Tommo: you're trying to protect me from fireworks?
Haz: yes.
Tommo: that's kind of adorable actually
Haz: Thanks?
Tommo: is little hazza afraid of the loud fireworks?
Haz: maybe.
Haz: I'm just trying to look out for you.
Tommo: thanks for that, curly
Tommo: but i'm okay
Tommo: why don't you go home, alright? make yourself a big cup of hot coco, snuggle under some blankets and put on a really loud movie.
Tommo: the noise of the telly should block out any background noise
Haz: Okay.
Haz: I'm gonna head back then, I'll text you when I get home.
Haz: Bye, bye, Lou. Thank you for not making fun of me.
Tommo: i could never
Tommo: and, on the bright side, that's your christmas present sorted then
Tommo: i'll get you them big noise cancelling headphones so we can go watch them fireworks together
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