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Levi Parker

"Fear is the mind killer."

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a character in “Us Against Them”, originally authored by lightningpoint, as played by RolePlayGateway

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xxxxxxxx ● xxN A M E :xx Levi Richard Parker


xxxxxxxx ● xxN I C K N A M E ( S ) :xx His friends call him Parker, usually ignoring the fact that he even has a first name. His family calls him Rick, because Richard used to be the name of his grandfather and his family likes to say they are a lot alike.


xxxxxxxx ● xxG E N D E R :xx Male


xxxxxxxx ● xxA G E :xx Eighteen


xxxxxxxx ● xxD O B :xx February 16th


xxxxxxxx ● xxS C H O O L :xx Dalton


xxxxxxxx ● xxS E X U A L I T Y :xx Heterosexual


xxxxxxxx ● xxE T H N I C I T Y :xx African-American and caucasian


xxxxxxxx ● xxH E X C O D E :xx #966F33




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xxxxxxxx ● xxH E I G H T :xx 6' 2"


xxxxxxxx ● xxW E I G H T :xx 158 lbs


xxxxxxxx ● xxA P P E A R A N C E :xx Mixed race looks really good on Levi. His tan skin tone, light brown eyes and smooth complexion help add to his attractiveness. Levi is known for being hot, and knowing how to use that to his advantage. Confidence is key to him and he knows how to flaunt his body; he's not a team player but more of a solo gym-session guy. He trains almost daily and stays in shape to keep his good appearance. The tattoos on his arms and hands only add to his bad boy physique, but once you get to know him you realize what a goofball he can actually be.




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xxxxxxxx ● xxP E R S O N A L I T Y :xxLevi is compassionate, mysterious, intelligent, intense, responsible, protective, dutiful, and a sarcastic piece-of-shit gentleman. He is definitely seen as the "player" in Dalton High, earning that reputation because of his ability to go through girls like tissue paper. He is ambitious and studious, his dream is to become a doctor and study at a prestigious University, but enjoy his younger years and have fun while being a teenager. He's really popular amongst the other gender. He is chivalrous, gallant, and romantic with the girls he dates, easily manipulating them into believing they want something with him.

On the other hand, Levi can be incredibly self-destructive, addictive, unpredictable, secretive and judgmental. He lacks the passion to be in a full-time relationship and usually has trouble keeping the girls he gets with. Comitment is not a word he is fond of or even associated with.

Levi likes to drink a little too much to alleviate his problems, but he turns unstable, rash, reckless, careless and can become highly destructive. This side of him usually causes him to push people away and become emotionally cold, withdrawn and distant. He's not one to shy away from dancing, partying or socializig though.

Even though he lacks commitment, Levi is known to be respectful towards women. He's always been popular, admired and envied by a lot of people. He almost always respects other people's choices and decisions, even if he doesn't agree with them, which shows how understanding and loving he can truly be sometimes. He's often very tender, loving and gentle towards the ones he loves but he was also extremely passionate about them.



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Levi Parker's Story

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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Jay Clark Character Portrait: Opie Reyes Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Felix Adna Matteo Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Tony Diaz Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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ImageIt's been a long year and nobody knows that better than the kids at the Dalton School. Between the fights for hierarchy between the most popular kids at Dalton and the most popular kids who used to go to Overbrook, the literal fist fights, the drama, and the new relationships, this first semester has been pretty fucking wild. And with mid terms behind us, what better way to celebrate and let off some steam then a rager! So that's what we're going to do.

Everyone is invited to the mid year bash being held at the Taylor home a.k.a the big blue house on the Hill hosted by none other than our darling Lola Taylor. Drinks will be provided but there will only be hard liquor (a.k.a tequila, vodka, scotch, and rum) and it's BYOB (buy your own blunt). This party doesn't have a theme, besides losing your mind, instead the only thing Lola asks is that you come dressed in your sexiest outfit, ready to make some mistakes.

The party will "officially" start at nine but anybody who knows Lola knows she'll probably have everything set up by nine and the doors will be unlocked at nine fifteen but she won't even be dressed until ten and the house won't get full until ten thirty or so so it'll mainly be her friends and the unfriendly popular kids at first because most of them live within fifteen minutes away, while the kids who live at the Bottom probably live thirty minutes away or so.

Either way get ready for a night of debouchery, illegal activity, mistakes, and of course fun. Keep your snapchats open and your drinks close.

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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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In a span of literally an hour her house had filled up with strangers and friends alike, the bar was chaos (though she wasn't worried since her cousin was playing bartender), her boyfriend had yet to show up (and he was gonna get an earful because she asked him to come early), oh and her dress was ruined by some nobody who rushed past her with some blue drink.

So there she was standing in her closet, yelling at Danny about how annoyed she was. "God!" she seethed tearing through one of the racks of clothes, "Who does that? And doesn't even say sorry." Danny shrugged and leaned back against the bean bag. "I don't know, a bitch?" She turned and pointed her finger at him in conformation "Exactly Danny boy, a bitch! a bitch I don't want in my house." He nodded helpfully, "That's why I love you" She said blowing him a kiss.

She went back on the task of finding a new sexy outfit. A pair of tight white pants caught her eye and she squealed in delight, "Ah perfect!" She ran over to her bin of clothes and pulled out a matching white tube top, so 90's. She slipped the dress over her head, not even thinking of the fact that there was basically nothing under it.

"Jesus Lola" Danny yelled, blushing furiously and turning away, "We're not kids anymore you can't just be in front of me naked" She rolled her eyes thereby dismissing his discomfort, "Oh come off it, you've seen me naked since puberty" He rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath "Yeah, but we were having sex then,"
She spun around, "So what I have to change who I am so you don't get a boner?"

When Danny looked up and saw her standing there with her hands on her wide hips and a brow arched up in annoyance, he knew a fight was coming, so he just ducked out of the closet to go sit on her bed to text Gio. He needed a guy right now, between Lola's dramatic... life, because her whole life was dramatic, his mom's sex toy party, and his sister's everything he needed some male bonding.

As Danny left the room she rolled her eyes once more and took a sip of the water bottle she had filled with malibu and lemonade. She pulled her outfit on and smiled smug in the mirror about how good it looked. The pants hugged her bottom and accentuated it so much that she was pretty sure if she had a flat butt it would still look big and the tube top was tight enough that there was no way it was slipping so she still went braless again. As she finished she pulled her hair into a messy bun so tendrils were hanging out.

She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Moriah before calling Levi, it went to voicemail, no surprise there so she left him a voicemail, "Listen here babe since you want to show up late when I asked you to show up early when you get here don't expect any kisses and you better not be expecting sex tonight. Okay love you don't die on the way here so I can kill you when you get here." Maybe she was being a "spoiled brat" but when she asked someone to be somewhere at a certain time she expected them to be there and she couldn't understand why he wasn't.

She slid her phone in her back pocket and walked back into her bedroom, "Okay let's go make sure these assholes didn't wreck my house," She said rolling her eyes.

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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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Levi wasn't usually the guy to be tied down for a long time in a relationship. Right now he and Lola had been going at it for about three months and he was still surprised at how both of them hadn't gone batshit crazy at each other. So far everything had been going smoothly and he couldn't say he wanted to complain. The sex was good, the conversations great and her company wasn't as bad as he thought it was going to be. Sure, he sometimes wanted to lash out at the crazy spoiled girl he had decided to call his girlfriend, but Levi was known for being an ultimate gentleman, so he kept those feelings to himself.

The mid year bash was extremely important for everyone at Dalton, including him. It was a night he could let loose without anyone judging him, or without having to worry about what was going to happen next. But this night was also really important for Lola, and Dalton had stupidly forgotten to get there early.

Well, he hadn't exactly forgotten, he had just started to smoke weed a little bit too early and got a little bit too high to go, so his stupid-self decided to take a nap before the party which turned into a full-on almost-coma. When Levi woke up he was pretty disorientated, he didn't know what time it was and his head was pounding like crazy. He looked over at his cellphone on his bedside table, and noticed he had about 30+ texts from his friends and about 50+ texts from his girlfriend. Confused, he checked the time and realized it was about 10:00 PM.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Fuck no, I didn't fall asleep." he exclaimed, as he quickly hopped out of bed and rushed to his bathroom. Quickly, he turned on the shower and hopped in to clean himself up. After that, he chose whatever was clean and lying on his bedroom floor to wear, which turned out to be a black tee, jeans and white Y-3 shoes, along with his usual denim jacket, pins, and gold necklaces. Because of his long nap, Levi was pretty much completely sober, and he couldn't wait to just get his hands on a cold beer and some weed. He took his black Audi Q5 and drove quickly down the streets to get to Lola's house.

When he got there it was a little past 10:30 PM, and the party was in full swing. He could already see drunk teenagers all the way down the street where he parked his car, and as he walked closer and into the house, he could smell the odor of sweaty people all pressed up against each other in the crowded spaces.

Levi quickly scanned the house hoping he could spot Lola, and praying to god she wasn't that mad with him. Finally after looking around for a couple of minutes, he spotted the brunette girl upstairs with Danny and Moriah. Taking a deep breath, and stealing an unopened can of beer from a table, he made his way up the stairs and around everyone standing on his way to stand behind Lola.

He wrapped his arms around her body and grinned sheepishly, not noticing how suspiciously close Danny and his girlfriend were standing. "Hey babe, I got into an accidental coma from smoking too much weed and woke up at 10. Please don't kill me, I'm to handsome to die," he playfully begged. Hopefully she wasn't as mad as he thought she was going to be and decided to spare his life.




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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Opie Reyes Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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It was 7:00 on a Friday night, and of course, Felix had nothing to do. Ever since she was forced to go to Dalton high, many of her so called "friends" cut contact. They didn't want to pulled into the drama that could arise with messing with the Dalton kids. Felix sat atop her bed in a pretty casual outfit,scrolling through her Instagram feed, trying to find details about any parties going on later that night. She stumbled upon a post from a Dalton kid, one she hadn't talked to before but the post read there was a party later that night, open to all. The pastel pink haired girl smiled and slid off her bed, this could be a chance for her to see just how bad these Dalton kids were.

Looking into her closet, she pulled out different outfits that she might consider wearing that night. Of course, she would decide on something, then change her mind, and go back to her closet to find something new. That was of course before she found a cute pastel pink, strapless top, that went nicely with her black jeans, and white huaraches. Felix walked to her bathroom, and flicked on the light before rummaging through her bathroom cabinets to find her curling iron. While she was waiting for the iron to heat up, she turned on her radio and hooked up her phone. Through the speaker of the radio, she played her favorite song at the moment. The bass rung loudly through the house as she picked up her curling iron, tapped the metal part against her hand quickly two times to check the heat, and then took it to her hair.
It took her about 30 minutes to get her hair to quickly run through her hair so it fell in soft waves before she took a bobby pin and clipped two sections of her hair back. By this time it was 8:30, so she filled in her eyebrows quickly, did the rest of her face and left the bathroom.
Felix walked to her front door and grabbed her keys from the hooks by the frame and continued to exit her apartment. When she closed the door she made sure to lock and unlock her door twice, before leaving it locked and walking outside. Once outside she unlocked her car and started it up. Again, she had to start it, then shut it off, twice before she could carry on driving. When she pulled away from her apartment complex, Felix took her phone out and took a quick picture and posted it to snapchat before finally turning all her attention to arriving at this party.

When she finally got there it was around 10:00, which bugged her because she wanted to arrive on time but what more could you get from a girl who needed to be fashionably good looking always. Felix stepped out of her car and walked to the front door, it was wide open and when she peered inside she could see how many people were there. None of them she knew, at least not by the looks of it. She placed her phone in her back pocket, turned back to her car and made sure to press the lock button on her keys twice before stepping into the big house. "Here, here goes nothing..." she spoke quietly to herself.

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Jay Clark Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Felix Adna Matteo Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Tony Diaz Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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The party was raging when Opie arrived. He opened the door, and it was unlocked just as he’d asked for. He slipped in with everyone dancing, crumping, grinding, sipping, and drinking. It was a full on rager, all right.

Almost everyone at the party was from Dalton. Nevermind that Lola invited the whole damn town, these rich spoiled brats were the only ones who answered the call. I guess there was something to be said about that Dalton/Overbrook rivalry. Opie was sure that the Overbrook kids wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to throw an even bigger rager sometime next week, just to show these Dalton kids, what’s up. Opie was hoping for it. It’d mean he’d have another party to sell at.

He looked around for an area to pass out weed. It’d need to be disclosed enough for him to be secretive, but accessible enough that everybody could get to him. Usually that’d be in the backyard. One of the benefits of setting up his operation in the backyard was that he got away from all the sweat, musk, and humidity of all the Dalton kids grinding up on each other. It was practically an orgy in there. That, and it gave him a quick escape route. If the cops came, he could always hop the back gate and hoof it away. This wasn’t his first rodeo.

He pulled out his phone and texted Lola again.

<I’m here. Setting up shop in your backyard. Spread da word. The weed has landed. Get it while it’s hot.>

Opie was never close to any Dalton kids. In fact, he hated most of their guts. To him, they were all nothing more than spoiled rich kids who needed daddy and mommy do everything for them. None of them had to work in their life. None of them knew what it was like being out on the streets. He was certain he’d never get along with them. But, they were his number one clients.

And, Lola was alright, he guessed. She was as spoiled and as rich as they come, but she kept it pretty real. If anything, she kept it a bit too real. God knows he probably knew more about her sex life than he ever wanted to know. He couldn’t help but have a soft spot for her. No, not in that way. More like how an older brother treats his kid sister. He wouldn’t ever admit that to her, but he didn’t dislike the girl.

He thought back to himself for a moment, then texted Lola again. <Btw, I got a bag waiting for you. On the house.>

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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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With her attention no longer on the haters in the room (who also still managed to move when Moriah did, even if they didn't really want to but they still acted with the knowledge that they had to), Moriah focused on the way that the music seemed to vibrate off of her very flesh, pulsing against the raised tiny hairs of her body. She had always felt like her senses were enhanced when high; the music always sounded louder, she could always smell the mix of various sweet perfumes and colognes and sweaty, horny bodies, and she could feel. The casual brush of Skye being as close to her as she was sent a faint shiver down Moriah's spine and she leaned into it, letting the brunette pop the blunt back in her mouth so that she could take another drag, giggling amongst themselves. Talia and Tyler apparently had run off together as soon as they had made their entrance, probably to go dancing which sounded so fun and amazing and Moriah wanted to dance, like yesterday. But first, she had to find her girl and number one dance partner.

"Mmmm...I'm gonna go find...drinks," Skye slurred quietly into Moriah's ear, her proximity (which Moriah could reason as effective because of the effects of the particular strain of marijuana they had ingested, but barely because she liked the way her heels made her feel higher than she naturally was from the ground or was that the weed talking?). Luckily, she didn't have to formulate an actual response since she had the rest of the blunt (and look! It was technically a whole one because Tyler and Talia must have smoked the first one or took it with them) to herself for the time being. Plus, a familiar squeal filled her ears and Moriah was distracted by an armful of bubbly brunette who smelled like a luxurious mix of alcohol and perfume. She hummed slightly at the contact, maneuvering the the blunt at the last minute so that the burnt end did not touch Lola. "Hey, baby. Danny," she greeted individually and giggled when they both proceeded to compliment her. Because...umm...yes, she was hot and totally make-out-able-with, thank you very much. It occurred to her that there should be something off about Danny kissing Lola at the top of her head, but Moriah was easily distracted right now when she was thirsty and in need of alcohol. And there was a bottle in Lola's hand that Moriah just had to stealthily ease into her own so that she could unscrew the cap and take a sip of. The cool liquid slid down her throat with only the slightest hint of a burn and Moriah gasped at the sensation before nodding to it while saying, "Get me some of this and I'll...wind up making out with both of you. Probably at the same time." It wouldn't be her first time acting on such a proposal and Moriah's sexuality was no secret. Just like it was no secret that Danny's arm should really just...move since...you know, Levy was here. Something about...respect, but Moriah just decided to take a swig of Lola's drink again after nodding in the recently arrived guy's direction. She did say, upon Danny's questioning on the whereabouts of He Whose Name Shall Not Be Uttered From Her Mouth (taking on Harry Potter titles and spinning that shit was fun, thank you very much), while giggling because she was so serious that it was funny and everyone should be laughing to be honest, "Hopefully over a cliff or in a ditch somewhere since he's such a lil bitch." And if that happened to rhyme just a bit, well then shit, Moriah obviously was her best high.




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Okay, so now the first thing that Giovanni usually did when he came to a party was find more drinks, where the weed was, or at least chill with his boys for the first few minutes. Preferably with shots since he was a fan of combining shit every now and then, just to do something different. Granted, he had already been drinking, but beer didn't count. It wasn't hard enough to have him wasted in any capacity. That had just been leisurely and okay, there may had been a slight buzz going on considering the fact that at some point shots of whiskey had been involved just to pre-game - since there was nothing wrong with pre-gaming and Gio had a high alcohol tolerance on his best days (it was one of his best days, no matter what anyone else had to say on the matter by tomorrow) - before really turning shit out. Except obviously the first thing done was not any of the usual aforementioned activities since Gio hadn't even text Danny back or even informed his friend that he had been at the party since a little bit before ten. But then again, it was kind of hard to be focused on typing out anything when your hands could be on the ass of Sutton Pierce and her tongue pressing past the barrier of your teeth in favor of engaging with your tongue. Particularly while you had her pressed up against the sink of the bathroom on the first floor of Lola Taylor's home. In fact, it's hard to even take responsibility for even havinghis hands anywhere inappropriately on a very taken girl when she was the tipsy one who had literally plastered herself against him the second he and the guys had run into her crew and Gio barely had any self-preservation when he was undoubtedly sober. Why would he have any now? However, naturally, it's hard to be focused on all that good that was literally in the palm of his hand when there was just really rude knocking on the door.

"Bruh what the fuck? Some of us gotta take a piss like yesterday," which honestly wasn't even Gio's problem since he was more inclined to tilt his head back on a groan because Sutton fucking Pierce was flicking a very wicked tongue around the shell of his ear before taking a rather sharp nip that made him hiss and tug at her hair in retaliation, but again focus was bad when knocking turned into banging. And Gio hated cock-blocks with a passion. "Seems like we gotta go, babe," he said lowly and had to grin because he was obviously irresistible that Sutton (AKA Miss-I-Am-Resolutely-Lesbian-and-Vice-President-Of-The-LGBTQ-Club-On-Campus) was whining at the distance he put between their bodies. "You'd think it was your girlfriend on the other side of that door," he added because Gio was an ass, even if his perpetually charming smile had you wanting to think otherwise. And Sutton wasn't so drunk as to not feel offended because she snapped back that Ness was her girlfriend and ole dude sounded nothing like her, but there were only so many fucks Gio could pretend to give when Sutton hadn't even thought about her girlfriend when she had been grinding on him like a bitch in heat seconds prior. However, he was pretty sure the "whatever" he had responded with both conveyed his nonchalance and killed the mood because she was the first out the door with her mussed hair and sweaty hot skin and the smell of him imprinted on her body. Grinning to himself, Gio had literally stepped out of the bathroom to feel the guy wanting to get in the bathroom practically shove at him, probably an Overbrook fucker since Dalton kids knew better. More importantly, he felt something slide over his foot (which was probably the fact that a train of girls holding hands to not get lost in the drunken crowd had passed by, but he wanted someone he could actually hit as a target, obviously). Which prompted him to talk shit on the way to the bar in the basement.

While down there and waiting to place his order for a drink, Gio decided to finally check his phone again, noticed that he had never text Danny, and since he was in a mood for shoes that probably still looked fine but it was the principle of the thing, sent his text to Danny just to get some company since the rest of the gang were scattered.

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Character Portrait: Lola Taylor Character Portrait: Danny Bennington Character Portrait: Moriah CalderΓ³n Character Portrait: Giovanni De Luca Character Portrait: Levi Parker

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Lola smirked at Moriah "Okay I'm pretty sure that the only person I'm making out with at this party is Levy" She crossed her arms over her chest in petulance. "You know if he ever shows up. So how was you're pre-turn up at home? It seems like you were successful." She said with a smirk.

Just as she finished her remark she felt two arms wrap around her body from the back. At first she melted into him but then she remembered how pissed she was and stepped out of his arms. "You promised me on Friday that you would come early and help me set up and then you showed up late because you were in a fucking weed coma?!" She shouted at him.

She was extra annoyed because Levy was made explicitly known how important this party was for her. It was one of, if not, the biggest bash of the school year also it was in her fucking house so she needed help making sure people weren't vandalizing, having sex in her house, OD'ing, or some other shit she'd have to explain to someone's overprotective parents who think that their children never do anything wrong. "Levy, you knew today was important, I told you to be here early on fucking Monday and reminded you again and again on Friday..."

Danny took a step away from her to check his phone, as he felt it vibrate and, but he kept his eye on Lola, who was teetering on the line of tipsy and drunk and was kind of making a scene, as was typical of Lola and Levy. In his mind, Lola and Levy were toxic, they booth were ridiculously passionate and neither of them thought with their head. Levy was a lush, who sucked at relationships, and Lola was a brat who demanded the most from her relationships.

He tapped Lola on the shoulder and leaned down to her ear to say lowly, "I'm gonna go see Gio, I'll catch up with you later," Lola whipped her head around and he could see a pout forming, but he simply held up a finger and said, "Don't start."
She stomped her foot in protest but turned her attention back to Levy, Danny also leaned down to Moriah's ear before he left and said "Don't let her kill him...or fuck him"

Then he went on his way to the basement where he easily found his friend, "My man," He said clapping a hand on Gio's shoulder "I hope whatever ass you've been getting that's been making you late was good. You're lucky Lola doesn't care if you're here or you'd be getting yelled at like the rest of us, that girl is a fucking handful. I mean I love her, but she's a fucking handful"