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Espy leans on the doorway, smirking. What a mess this place is...I could do better. Yet she didn't want to waste her time organizing another person's junk.

((Er...I just nearly referred to myself as "he". Damn you, Dante, and your coincidental Pride-ness!))

Dolly glanced up to see that Pride had arrived - just her luck, too. The one Sin she could barely stand to be around had to show her face while she was feeling down. Despite being strongly bonded by their fates, there was nobody that she envied more.

"Come to laugh at me again, Pride?" She began to idly paint her nails, and attempted to keep her tone casual, but her sour mood seeped through.

((I almost called you a 'he' as well, even after reading your note. xD;
Phi was talking about thinking up a storyline for the Sins, to make things a little more RP-ey, if anyone's interested. =3 It's been freakin' dead around here.))

Espy's grin widened. "I have...better things to do than laugh at the likes of you~" At the back of her mind, a little mischievous voice nagged, "Time to buy more stuff. Can't really have Envy, of all people, have more clothes than you have, now, can you~?"

((Channeling inner Dante here. I nearly just called myself a "he" again. Gender identity crisis much >.> Storyline...that'd be nice.))

Funkduder faded into the room, almost a shadow while wearing his darker attire. Only the brown hat gave hint of his arrival.

(Might be good for me, despite short posts being Sloth-ish, perhaps that would help me post a little more too XP)

Serra opened her eyes again, listening to Dolly complain. If it wasn't so much work to go fetch them, she'd have thrown a pillow at them both.

((Oh hey, Funk, 'sup.))

((I'm rockin' round the clock like a Summer-time student)) XD

Instead of responding to Pride's jab, Dolly chose to ignore her. The paint on one of her nails was ruined before it could dry, and she frowned at it, then childishly tipped over the bottle of polish. She eyed what seemed like a floating hat and grinned. "How have you been, Wrath?"

((What are you doing on Tris, mister? Get your homework done! D<))

((Urk! *Gets blown away to the work desk*))

((Well... looks like Phi is stuck on the story. Anyone have any ideas? =/))

((IDK How are you, by the way.))

((Er... doing good, mostly. I'm going through one of my depressed phases, so everything seems worse than it actually is. xD;
How 'bout you?))

Serra opened her eyes, finding the quiet rather odd for this place. She was usually the one to not be doing anything, but with no one else doing much she was finding it hard to remain sitting still. Getting up, she fluffed her pillows and moved them around a bit, putting the less flat ones in the center, before lying back down on them.

((It's a shared feeling, cupcake. I'm seeing greys today....))

((Aw, poor Funk. ;-; -Hugs- Us depressed people gotta stick together!))

((YEAH!!! *Atempts to summon a rainbow*

... Q_Q))