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[labellesansbra]

You know, Abel. Your skin colour is really hard to match polish with. What do you think about red?

[Abel and Matsumoto are camping outside tonight-- ttly having a slumberparty of gay and girliness. Come join, paint Abel's toenails. There will be chocolate and bitchery]

[ETA: I'm being raped by a combination of LJ, connection speed, and fireofx.

Comments

[onthenightroad]

...you realize, of course, that I wear knee-high combat boots.

[labellesansbra]

You can wear slippers for a while.

[onthenightroad]

I don't look good with sandals. My feet are bony. Also, huge.

[labellesansbra]

You know what they say about big feet.

[thedandymancan]

Red is such a bold color. Can he pull it off?

[labellesansbra]

I don't know. I just can't imagine pink on him.

[thedandymancan]

Not even one of the peach variety?

[labellesansbra]

Peach doesn't look good on anyone.

[dieinnafire]

...Red...nail...polish.

[dieinnafire]

It suits you, Father Nightroad.

[labellesansbra]

You know him?

[dieinnafire]

You could say that.

[gunsmoking]

Heeeeey ladies.

[labellesansbra]

Did you ever find your eye?

[gunsmoking]

What kind of question is that?

[labellesansbra]

A curious one.

[noarmyatmyback]

. . .

[labellesansbra]

Hey Albert, what's up?

[noarmyatmyback]

Nothing very interesting, miss Rangiku.

Red seems to suit him.

[labellesansbra]

You think so?