Sep 27, 2008 17:03
head of police whut,
i need a drink,
ocd-ing? what! never.,
freakin' a,
no rest for the wicked,
can't help but worry,
everything is fine thanks,
could i be manipulated a little less?,
hi there curse day,
i sense a massive headache coming on,
tl;dr-ing with the best of them
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Lucky you.
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Yes, it is me again. Pa~pi~llo~n. ♥
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Believe it or not, I do recall your name.
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I never said you didn't, Riza Hawkeye. You're an intelligent woman.
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...I suppose I should be flattered, is that it?
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Not quite. I wasn't looking to flatter. I was merely telling the truth.
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Good- I don't appreciate flattery.
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I don't flatter. That is not my style.
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I don't even want to know what you do consider your style.
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It's quite complex, Riza Hawkeye. ♥
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Fine. Like I said, I don't want to know.
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Something wrong with me? Tsk-tsk. I am the epitome of perfection. Except for that ridiculous illness, but never mind. It is of no consequence. ♥
You really ought to take a dip in the hot spring. Or perhaps go to the beach. ♥
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...When people start talking about perfection, there's something wrong. And you've got rather a curious definition of 'perfection' if it includes illness.
Absolutely not.
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A fruit milk may alleviate some of your tensions. ♥
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What is with you and food? I'm fine, and I do not want your fruit milk, whatever that is.
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