What’s a throwup bucket? Sounds pretty gross to me, babe.
You know the thing that you use to throw up in but its a bucket and you put it beside you so you don’t have to run to the bathroom…….A throw up bucket
No. I just like looking like death and throwing up my innards.
-Holds hands up- Your throwing up.Don’t get me sick Oogie -She smiled slightly- Do you have a throw up bucket
I think I’m dying…or at least my brains are melting out of my nostrils. *sniffles slightly and coughs*
Awe are you sick
-Mabel looks around frantically- Oh finally a human!
Oh no she’s judging me with those judging judgy eyes.
Um if you only knew
I’m not here to turn you on, Oogie.
Really? I thought that’s what all women were for. I’ve never met a girl that didn’t serve only that purpose, babe.
-Mabel walked around the corner over hearing Oogie. She stopped in med step- Really. Is that so?. -she turned to walk-
-damon shrugs- eh, i guess lad
Sounds like a eventful day
-he looks at her- eh , nothing much, just talking to you.
Fun isn’t it
-Damon smirks- Ell lad.. what are you doing in here ?
Nothing really -She smiled- And you
-Damon sits at the kitchen table eating dinner , When he hears someone enter the dinning room , he turns around- Ello lad.
Oh hello -Mabel smiled-