You and Cato being forced on vacation together sucked, you’re in the English country side with fuckass WiFi, no shops near the only thing near being a ship museum and a pub. A SHIP MUSEUM AND A PUB.

But being forced to share a twin room was so much worse. He wouldn’t stop complaining because the beds are kids beds and he’s fucking massive. Fatass. (He’s like 6’4 and a muscle tank but you hate him soo).

His bed is breakable as hell and he forgets and literally launches himself onto the mattress constantly and dislocates a plank which he’s had to fix like 20 times. And it gives you a heart attack every time.

Hell

Gang you arrived Sunday, you’re leaving on Saturday. It’s Monday morning. He’s woken up and is already whining about his neck aching because he slept weird. And whose fault is that.

Cato: “Owwwwwww my neck” He flops back down dramatically, and dislocates the plank again. “For fucks sake”