[center][h3][color=00a99d]Sp[/color][color=fff200]Farce[/color] - Farce's Apartment[/h3][@Spiffy][@solokolos][/center]
Around the middle of the day, right after noon-ish, both of the phones on the members of Lethal Force would buzz, signaling a text message from an unlisted caller had been received. Odd, who would've sent them that message. It was a bit interesting at first, but once they actually read the message they would quickly find out who it was.

[color=00a99d] > Come to this address. I have a few things I think you guys would like to hear. -Twins[/color]

Along with the message was an address, leading to the apartment of Gaia and Dunn. Low and behold, the two were talking to themselves as they studied a series of intel that they had collected from their time in Denver. Were they talking about the intel? No, rather they were talking about Gaia's failure to keep the place clean when she was around. It was especially prevalent in the bedroom, where there was a pile of unfolded, yet completely clean, underwear that belonged to Gaia alone.

[color=00a99d]"Why don't you ever put away your clothes?"[/color] [i][color=fff200]"I don't see the need when we hardly ever change our clothes or shower. We're always changing, so..."[/color][/i] [color=00a99d]"I mean... that's true, but you could still put them away! We have guests coming over!"[/color] [i][color=fff200]"I don't mind if they look at my underwear. It's just underwear!"[/color][/i]