As the goth was checking Lol's internet connection, she asked him,
"What took so long for IT to get here?" she asked, but made sure she was polite, as she didn't want another goth exploding infront of her today.
"Because Roy was worried about the soldering irons again... Fires are a bit of a problem..." He suddenly screamed, and fell to the floor.
"What's the matter? Are you alright?" Lol cried, horrified that he was going to burst into a pile of dust. He blinked rapidly and shouted,
"Nobody move!" every one stood stock still. The geek suddenly screamed,
"OH FLIP! There's a spider, isn't there? I feel like a moth, Roy! A MOTH IN A BATH!" The Irish one, obviously Roy, turned around from under Lol's computer desk made of pineapples.
"No, Moss. Richmond's milky contact lens is on the floor." Every one sighed in releif, as there would be no need for a moth ladder or a dust pan and brush to sweep up Richmond's ashes. Richmond looked worriedly around the floor for his contact lens, fretting that a slipper had eaten it. Lol saw the contact lens just left of the edge of her rug made from glitter glue and clothes pegs, and picked it up carefully. Richmond gratefully took the contact lens from her, and then chatted to Lol about Cradle of Filth and the blinking lights on the machines at work. Lmao and Lmso spent half an hour resting cups of coffee on Roy's back, and Moss seemed annoyed, as he couldn't check if they were his cups. After they had found out what the problem was (Lmao had been storing his cheese sandwiches in the back of the monitor.) they set to work putting it right again. Lol was starting to get a bit creeped out by Richmond, who told her many times again that she had a pretty skull.
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