"Been thete done that. I dont advise it." The guy waves a hand at him, pulling up a sleeve to reveal a couple of burn scars. He goes back to work, and soon starts putting it back together.

Liam cringed a bit at the sight of the other boy's scars. "Yea, it dosn't sound too fun..."

The boy quickly finishes with teh toster in silence, before setting it bck where it came from. "Got any bread? Might as well test it and make sure it works, im not coming over if it doesnt work at some rodiculoualy earky hour tomorow."

" Yea, hold on, il'l get some." He open a few kitchen cabinet to check where the bread would be. "We are still moving stuff around here ..."

"That's alright. Least your house isn't as messy as my basement." he muttered that last part.

Luckil ythe bread was i nplain view and there was plenty left. Bread was definitely not on the shopping list.

Good, he picked a bag and throw it toward the guy with a chearfull "catch !" after making sure it was tightly closed so none of the slices would fall.

The guy barely caught it. "Dude, bread gets squashed easily. Have you not heard of walking over and jsut handing it? We ain't in a football feild y'know." He untied it befoore sticking some bread into the toaster, whiich began to work. He then tied it back and left the bread bag on the counter.

*kicks* no dead

Hi. Im alive xD is anyone still remotely interested?