“ no i get that, but why tony though? he’s so old, and boring, and . . . /tony. ” she grimaces, almost like she threw up in her mouth before shuddering. “ you’d have more fun with fuckin’ one-eyed- peter. ” snickering. “ or grant ward’s irritating ass. ”

now she’s sitting up, cross-legged on the bed but looking around for her dr pepper bottle that had most likely rolled beneath the bed by now. “dude, he always looks like he’s constipated or something. he needs to get laid, either by a chick or just laid the fuck out. ”

she's currently tearing her and Valentina S. (PARODY)'s dorm apart. don't ask why.