>>10485679>[Sheila nearly chokes on her eighth beer as sapphire starts letting loose.]"Hey, woah, what, huh, no. Oi now, love, there ain't no need for tork loik that. You had the bazonkas ta face that weird Jap chick in a fucken torlet fight. Corny can handle 'er own foights, I reckon. Youse need ta focus on ya-self. Do it for that pink chick you're so down for."
"Come on, love. Yer gonna win. Yer gonna beat ya demons. Tell me how! Run me through it all! get ol' Sheila excited!"
>[As Sapphire gets further and further drunk, Sheila can't help but smile. Ah, to be young and so care free again.]