Tex rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Whatever. Maybe. I'll think about it." She replied. She was never one for parties, but if it involved paint ball.. Maybe.
(( anyways heres the timeskip
strums guitar for timeskipping music ))
Grif woke up and blinked. Something.. Was wrong.. What was he forgetting? He sat up and looked around. It was pretty early, he was surprised he woke up at the time. Maybe it was because of whatever was bugging him. What was it? He rubbed his head. Maybe if he asked Simmons if there was something he was supposed to remember.. Wait.. Simmons, it's Simmons birthday! Grif scrambled out of bed. Oh God, please let Simmons not be awake. He had no idea what birthdays were like but.. He wanted to screw with Simmons first thing, and this would be the best way to do it. Grif found a mop bucket and filled it with water, leaving the mop in the closet. Ew, mops. He knocked on Simmons door and waited for an answer. Nothing. He grinned and opened the door quietly, then raised the bucket over Simmons, who was asleep. He hesitated. Was this.. Too mean? Nah! He tilted the bucket a little, then just poured it on Simmons and dropped it beside the bed before scrambling out of the room immediately from Simmons who would most definitely be screaming.
















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