Harper! He's gay!

Tsaaq: ((Just kidding I don't know how I got in here.))
Musik: (OH OKAY BYE)
Tsaaq: ((Oh wait maybe I can stay.))
Musik: (Make up your mind lucy)
Tsaaq: ((Who the fuck is Lucy!?))
Musik: (Shrug. sounded good.)
Tsaaq: ((You're close cause my aunts and mom always say 'Never mind miss Lucy' whenever somebody has an attitude cause that was my grandmas name so.))
Musik: (LOL so basically i called you your grandma. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? If bad then sorry.)
Tsaaq: ((Good man, it's good. xD))
Musik: (Then I'm not sorry. I mean I'd be very pissedi f someone called me Karen because I hate my grandma but it's good youd on't and shit.)
Musik: -Harper sat on the dock, her guitar resting across her lap as she played the chords to one of her own songs softly.-
Tsaaq: Ozzie got parked his car then got out with Lolo on a leash, headed for the dunes. "Wanna go for a walk? Huh? Wanna go for a walk?" He said in a playful voice to the dog who was practically running on his stubby little legs towards the water. He saw Harper in the distance and waved even though her back was turned. "HEY!" Ozzie called out.
Musik: -She jumped when she heard the males voice turning her head to see Ozzie. She lifted her hand to wave at him slightly before looking back down to her guitar.-
Tsaaq: "Wanna go over there huh?" He asked Lolo, the small dog barking loudly as he propelled forward towards the dock behind Harper, yipping. "Oh he's an excited little guy huh? Yes he iss." Ozzie said before glancing down at Harper. "You're my-" He paused. "You're Jamie's roommate." Ozzie corrected himself.
Musik: "Yeahhh.. I am. I think..Which one's Jamie?" -She aske furrowing her brows.- "Oh wait is he the one with the tiny dogs that lives above the garage? I suck at names somestimes..." -She frowned slightly.-
Tsaaq: Ozzie nodded his head. "Yeah that's him! I'm in there all the time." He said before his eyes widened. "Cause we're friends." Ozzie said quickly, shrugging. He picked up his small dog and invited himself to drop down beside her. "So I use your bathroom a lot." He laughed.
Musik: "Oh well..that's okay. I mean the bathroom I use most is upstairs so.. That's cool." -She said with a shrug, looking down at the dog.- "You have a tiny dog too.."
Tsaaq: He looked down at Lolo and picked him up and started to scratch behind his ear. "Isn't he the CUTEST!?" Ozzie asked her then lifted him so he could wave him around a little.
Musik: "Totallllyyyyyy." -She said raising her brows slightly.- "I've never had a dog. I have a pig..And I had a cat once..But..Never a dog. They bark a lot." -She said watching him wave the dog around like a doll.-
Tsaaq: "I love doggies, I love animals!" Ozzie said as he put Lolo in his lap. "I've seen your pig. I love pigs. I wish I lived on a farm with a bunch of animals." He shrugged. "Lolo is a little sweetheart he barely even barks like ever."
Musik: "Do you drug him? Like puppy drugs that makes him not bark? I so wouldn't judge you. I'm pretty sure MJ gets contact high or something. He's the chillest pig ever."
Tsaaq: Ozzie's eyes widened. "What?!" He asked loudly. "Lolo is my furry baby! I can't get him high!" He said as he started to pet the dog again. "I think he's just a chill doggie in general." He pouted.
Musik: "Well it'snot like a roll the joint up and force my pig to inhale it. I just smoke a lot in my room and he's there so I'm sure he gets a little high. The vet says he's healthy though so that's all that matters." -She shrugged.-
Tsaaq: He countined to stare at her through wide eyes. "Well... If the vet says he's healthy." Ozzie nodded slowly. "I only drink. I don't really smoke weed or things like that." He said. "And Lolo pretty much knows that. Yes he does. Yes you do!" He looked down at the dog again.
Musik: -She stared at him as he talked to the dog, blinking a few times in disbeilef because it was kind of hilarious to watch.- "Oh..my god." -She said softly and let out a laugh before clearing her throat.- "You should smoke. It's funner than drinking. But I can't really say shit because I'm borderline alocholic so."
Tsaaq: "I can't do drugs!" He said in a whisper like it was so fucking taboo. "I play sports! They do drug tests. Plus my mom always said drugs were bad!" Ozzie pouted again.
Musik: "Okay but weed is fucking legal it's not a drug." -She said rolling her eyes.- "Come on Pretty boy."
Tsaaq: He gasped a little. "Stoppppp." He said, like a kid. "The commercials said all those things about weed though!" Ozzie said before furrowing his eyebrows. "Pretty boy?" He repeated with confusion.
Musik: "Are you serious? They use weed to help epilepsy.." -She said rolling her eyes and giving him a really bitch look.- "Yes pretty boy. Have you SEEN yourself?"
Tsaaq: "They do?!" He asked loudly then frowned as he looked away, thinking hard about it. "I mean. Everybody keeps saying I'm hot." Ozzie said with a shrug and a small smirk. "But I don't think about that stuff."
Musik: "Yeah they do. I found it when I was doing research on it." -She said with a shrug.- "Granted it's medical but it's the same shit." -She said rolling her eyes.- "Whatever. Anyone THAT hot thinks about it."
Tsaaq: Ozzie furrowed his eyebrows. "I don't know a lot about research. I should probably try since I want to be a surgeon..." he trailed off. He rose his eyebrows at her. "Wow!" He said loudly. "I don't though. I can't do that stuff!"
Musik: "You're...here to do medicine?" -She asked raising her brows.- "And you don't do research? You should start."
Tsaaq: "I'm sorry!" Ozzie said loudly. "I just know how to cut stuff and where things are in the body!" He said with a pouty face while he looked down at the now sleeping doggie. "I do a lot of drinking cause I'm young and in college." He laughed.
Musik: "Do you know what drinking actually does to your body? And if you drink yourself into liver failure you won't be a priority on the transplant list because you did it to yourself?" -She asked raising her brows.-
Tsaaq: "My liver is fine. I'm a healthy person!" He argued as he crossed his arms. "I work out and eat salads and stuff all the time. Plus I could do my own liver transplant probably!"
Musik: "No..You couldn't. I mean you could with an epidural but it'd be difficult and you'd have to monitor your own levels and it'd be a pain. Don't do your own liver transplant."
Tsaaq: Ozzie shrugged. "I mean, yeah but I'm just saying. I could probably do it myself. But I don't have to because my liver is fine."
Musik: "Okay okay. Your liver is fine." -She said holding her hands up on either side of her head.-
Tsaaq: He smiled at her. "I knowww." Ozzie looked down at his lap and took out his phone. "You want to leave with me? I'm heading to your house to go bother Jamie."
Musik: "Oh uh..Sure. I drove though so I guess I'll just meet you at the house." -She said and pulled her shoes onto her feeet before pushing up to them, crouching down to shove her guitar into the case.-
Tsaaq: "Cooool!" Ozzie stood up, being careful with Lolo. "That's okay, I can follow your car and stuff." He said to her. "Why don't you guys throw more parties at that house anyways?"
Musik: "I uh..don't actually know. We should plan one, Pretty boy." -She said pushing back up to her feet looking at him as she grabbed her guitar case, starting up the dock to head towards their cars.-
Tsaaq: He shook his head a little. "I don't know I got written up for the last party I planned... But...YEAH LET'S DO IT!" Ozzie cheered, cause he couldn't resist a party, he's an ass. He walked behind her and headed to his truck. "And stop calling me Pretty boy!" He said, laughing as he opened his driver's side door.
Musik: "I'll plan it." -She said with a shrug and rolled her eyes.- "Pretty boy!" -She shouted and shoved her guitar into the back of her jeep, climbing into it and starting it up driving away like a boss.-
Tsaaq: ((Biiiitch.))
Musik: (Adam used to be pretty boy. Now he has to be.)
Tsaaq: ((Oh god lmao.))
Tsaaq: ((Uh hi.))
DarienDarko: ((Hello. Am I interupting something?))
Tsaaq: ((No! We just finished.))
Tsaaq: ((mother fucker.))