There's nothing to brighten the mood like another spawn of Satan.

No, really. Seriously. Don't you see the familial resemblance, and don't you see the quite literally bright clothing that he's wearing? You really can't miss the bright pink scarf draped around his neck. Then again, you might be distracted by the half-lazy, half-flamboyant way ( Read more... )

She enters in the morning, smoothing the black fabric of her t-shirt over her stomach and brushing nonexistent lint off of the plaid pleats of a skirt that ends just far enough above her knees to be less than proper but not far enough above to be any less than stylish. Her hair is shaken back off of her shoulders, golden blonde and down to mid- ( Read more... )