okay this is very random but i just realized that (most) of my oc's like singers who constantly sing about love being depressing.

their poor spouses.

aNYWAY

so i did laser tag for the first time today with my sister, a good fren, and a bunch of random kids.

yeah. i never played laser tag in my life and holy fuck. it gave me anxiety.

cuz you'll be sneaking around when someone from the floor above snipes you from behind and your gear goes

wEE OOO WEE OOO WEEE OOO and i had a heart attack every time.

tho i did get 1st place on accuracy, but like kinda suckish when it came to points, since i was dumb and never attacked the base. aND IM A LOYAL RED TEAM MEMBER. so the color blue makes me want to shoot someone now, since i played it five times in a row lmao.

aNDDD YEAH. it was awesome and i got really good at really quick. i hid and snuck behind those sorry suckers and ran away before they knew what hit them.

freaking nerds.

one person shot my sister in the back and said "bye-bye, girls can't play laser tag". so then, to defend my flesh and blood, and ran up behind him and said "bye-bye, seems you can't either", while proceeding to shoot him in the back and fUCKING SPRINTED OUT OF THERE

it was funny cuz i heard him screaming throughout the room "whERE THE HELL IS *insert my name*"

cuz ya know, the gun tells you who tags you i guess.

but we leave out the part where that hoe ended up cornering me so i sound badass and cool.