RL: Ran and Conan
To say Conan was annoyed was an understatement. The small detective had somehow managed to get Popsicle sticks glued to each of his fingers, knock down what he'd already had and spill the glue on the table.
He let out a few choice words and decided it'd be in sanity's best interest for him to wait Ran, she'd always had a way with calming him down fixing things that were beyond repair, a pointed look at the Popsicle sticks, it was one of the various reasons he loved her.
((OOC:short is short cause something came up -_-; brb))
He let out a few choice words and decided it'd be in sanity's best interest for him to wait Ran, she'd always had a way with calming him down fixing things that were beyond repair, a pointed look at the Popsicle sticks, it was one of the various reasons he loved her.
((OOC:short is short cause something came up -_-; brb))