ONCE UPON A TIME YOU WERE MY EVERYTHING | private

[dannychan]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; line-height: -1%; color: black; font-size: 12pt;"]rick sanchez was the definition of quite a few words, none of which were particularly nice. a few words were: dick, asshole, bastard, fucker, smug-ass shit face. yeah, he had though of that last one, and he didn't even give a shit. he got the girls, he could get anyone to come to a party, he was young and wild, and constantly looking for a quick pick up.

which is why he hated the fact that he was getting a room mate. he couldn't just leave pizza boxes laying around anymore, or have sex on the couch, or be loud, or get drunk.. yeah, he was pissed. yes, rick sanchez was wreckless, but when it came to work, he got serious, and a room mate would be too much.

so, the pale blue haired male would run a hand through his wild, thick mass of hair, sitting on the couch with an arm thrown over the back of it. had be picked up a little? yeah, just enough that the place didn't look disgusting. he looked to the door of the dorm/apartment when it opened. he would take a long drink from his whisky bottle, turning back to the television.

"yo." he greeted simply.