The Last (Fish) Supper



LadJudas trips up an absolute belter, drops everything once tightly held in his hands, and sends his new phone flying.


Chips, battered fish and tiny phone parts everywhere… genuine chaos.


The LadDisciples all pause…


LadJesus stands up, arms open, smile full of patter,

“Let he who is without tin, smash the first phone.”


The LadDisciples ALL burst into laughter.



LadJudas looks fucking raging.





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