[Luckily (or unluckily?) for Dave, someone is around to hear that.
Puck's decided that the middle of the night is the perfect time to go raid the refrigerator. Oh and look, Dave's there making a mess with the eggs and freaking the fuck out because of some thunder.
But Puck just shrugs and makes his way towards the fridge.]
ohoho
Puck's decided that the middle of the night is the perfect time to go raid the refrigerator. Oh and look, Dave's there making a mess with the eggs and freaking the fuck out because of some thunder.
But Puck just shrugs and makes his way towards the fridge.]
What's up, man? Making breakfast at night?