The Continuing Irony of Steven Hyde

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The front door opens and half a Hyde appears - dressed in jeans, his plaid jacket, and a black Bruce Lee ringer that is certainly superfly. The other half of him is still in the Point Place on the other side of the door, and he's holding onto the handle as he shouts something back into that other reality -

"I'M LEAVING, EDNA! PUT A FUCKING SOCK IN IT!"

He slams the door behind him, shaking his head and muttering "Christ!" That's when he looks up and sees where he is.

It produces only mild confusion before he shrugs it off, clomping over to the bar and ordering up one of Satan's Cherry Pops.

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[pinciottihottie.livejournal.com]

-unnnnnnnnnnnnnngh no no no,must'nt succumb...mustn't succumb....- a sudden wave of ache sweeps over donna's body. again. needless to say its been plaguing her ever since their last smoke.

Speaking of which, she takes a drag saturated in freudian logic

"sure, that was great weed."

-DAMMIT-

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde smiles like it's the most natural thing in the world...Donna coming up to his sty of a room. Yep. He stands.

"Cool." The cigarette's dangling from his mouth as he stuffs the cigarettes back into his jacket pocket and starts for the stairs (http://www.livejournal.com/users/andmisterhyde/2685.html).