Summer was laying on the couch, her hair lazily pulled back into a bun, a pencil neatly tucked into her ear. A half-finished comic sat in front of her, but her eyes were closed, she apparently had fallen asleep. She had given up and being the lazy butt she was, she had fallen asleep. Romano walked into the room, a candy cane in her mouth. She sat down on the couch, rudely pushing Summer's feet out of the way, but not waking her. The British Italian thing girl guy furiously started sharpening the candy cane into a prison shank, then used it to stab summer in the cheek, resulting in a quiet whine and a lazy slap on her own cheek. "Uhgggg.... Go awayyyy..." She whined, but Romano was having none of that. She repeatedly stabbed summer in the cheek until she sat up and glared at the freckled brunette. "What?!" She impatiently asked, her tone angry and annoyed. "Hey, fuck tard, listen to this." Romano said, pulling out her phone. "Yo! Guys!" The voice of Karlee called out from inside the little electronic device. "I'm on my way home, but apparently stealing is illegal. Like, there was this new 3Ds, and I kinda sorta took it with out paying. The clerk tried to stop me, but I stabbed him. Did you also know that murder is illegal? Oh! Can you do me a favour and prepare the house. Kinda board up the windows and doors and get ready for a police riot..." The message finished with the sound of police sirens in the back, and a faint "oh shit" from the mouth I their french-Canadian friend. "I just thought you should know," Romano said calmly. "You can just go back to bed, I'll handle this." The freckled bitch then left the room and assumed her true satanic form. It was gonna be a long day...
