Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
"He was just nervous, I've talked to him, and he seems really happy about it"
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
"He was just nervous, I've talked to him, and he seems really happy about it"
"I know but the nagging side of me says I did something bad..."
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
"He was just nervous, I've talked to him, and he seems really happy about it"
"I know but the nagging side of me says I did something bad..."
"Trust me, you didn't. The only thing that you did wrong was not telling me so I couldn't get a picture "
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
"He was just nervous, I've talked to him, and he seems really happy about it"
"I know but the nagging side of me says I did something bad..."
"Trust me, you didn't. The only thing that you did wrong was not telling me so I couldn't get a picture "
Galax orders it for them "it's good to have you back"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Im only back for awhile..." he grumbled
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"You need to settle down! You can only be a bounty hunter for so long!"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"Its what i feel best doing" he said and shrugged
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Theres other fields of bounty hunting you know"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*slow*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
The chimera leans back over the roof to look at him, "I would prefer if you didn't, but thats my opinion."
Vega stands a couple feet away and waits to see what happens
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*night y'all*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
*GOOD MORNING*
Xan was lying on the floor in the basement. He was badly beaten and bloody. Black blood stained his silken clothes. His golden eyes seemed distant as he stared at the stone floor, tracing circles in his blood. The remains of dried tears stained his cheeks. He seemed to be singing a quiet song, his voice beautiful like a god own voice. Tears seem to form again, pouring from his eyes, clear like crystal. He stood up and walked upstairs, limping, and wincing at his muscles working together to move him.
Oval is dancing outside. They seem to have a weird contraption that plays plastic discs. An upbeat song played while the axolotl-dragonborn danced around. They wore a simple long-sleeved, monk-like, shirt and brown pants. They sang along with the song.
“Well, the years start coming and they don’t stop coming! Fed to the wolves and I hit the ground running! Didn’t make sense not to live for fun. Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb. So much to do, so much to see, so what’s wrong with taking the back streets? You’ll never know if you don’t go. You’ll never shine if you don’t glow! HEY NOW! YOU’RE AN ALL STAR! GET YOUR GAME ON, GO PLAY! HEY NOW! YOU’RE A ROCK STAR! GET THE SHOW ON, GET PAYED! ALL THAT GLITTERS IS GOOOOOLD!!!”
Adder is downstairs. He is reading on the couch with a big fluffy blanket on him. The books title is blurred if anyone tries to look at. On the table beside him is a cup of tea. His arms and hands that hold the book seem to wrapped in thick bandages. He doesn’t seem to move them unless he must move a book page. Two small cats run around him. One is a large golden tabby with bright green eyes and soft fur. The other one is a small, babyish, kitten with ash grey fur and bright blue eyes. They seem to tussle with each other occasionally, playing fighting.
Adder looks over at the cats and chuckles “Mouse, Tiger. Stop yer fighting mates” he said as both cats looked up at their names and jumped on his stomach, curling up with him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*morning*
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Galax walks up behind adder "watcha reading?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
"something or other" he said with a chuckle
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I know you feel like proposing to Azazel was a mistake, but from what I can see, it's the best thing for both of you"
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"I feel like I forced him to say yes though" he said closing the book "I don't wanna do that to him because he didn't seem very keen on the idea"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"He was just nervous, I've talked to him, and he seems really happy about it"
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"I know but the nagging side of me says I did something bad..."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Trust me, you didn't. The only thing that you did wrong was not telling me so I couldn't get a picture "
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*Nyrrrooooom*
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