5. Anger
Murdoc leapt through a book of curses fit for a sailor. He also spread different shades of color onto his own skin and 2ds'.
"You're such a dink-head, ye' know? Of course you don't, don't cry, you stupid coward!"
He chased 2d down the hall.
Kettles banged the floor and disturbed Russell and Noodles' sleep.
Noodle mumbled something misunderstood, but Russell lied and told Murdoc his bass was on fire.
"Bloody friken ache taking his bloody damn no-good pills!" The sound of his door slammed like the pop of a gun.
Happy Thanksgiving, Eid, Hannakuh, and Christmas!
