writing is hard typing is boring :(
although golly gee whiz, maybe if I'd not woken up like a big dork at eight am after falling asleep at one, I would be slightly less cross about finally getting the IB story on the computer!
BRAIN: You know what we should do.
MEG: No.
BRAIN: But I didn't even say --
MEG: We're broke.
BRAIN: :(
MEG: SERIOUSLY, we are broke.
BRAIN: Wanna wanna drop spindle wah.
MEG: Oh for Christ's --
watching nobuta! akira remains awesome. typing is still boring.
Jun reappeared. His tail was up in the air, the very tip of it curled slightly over. His ears were forward and pricked and he was purring audibly. There was something in his mouth.
For a second everybody wondered if Jun was actually bringing them a mouse. Sho swallowed hard and stepped up. "W-what's that?" he said. It couldn't be worse than the time he was on set and the little girl had shown her great affection for him by clinging to him when she was sick. Repeatedly. Over his new jeans.
Jun marched up to Aiba and jumped softly onto his lap. He dropped the object on Aiba and sat, curling his tail around his legs with a pleased flick. Aiba, rigid with horror, looked up at Sho pleadingly. Sho went over and looked at it. It was not, thanks be, an actual animal. It was some sort of --
"Oh my God," said Sho, "oh my God, this is the same color as that underwear Akanishi was wearing."
Jun made a pleased sound deep in his throat and rubbed his head against Aiba affectionately.
BRAIN: You know what we should do.
MEG: No.
BRAIN: But I didn't even say --
MEG: We're broke.
BRAIN: :(
MEG: SERIOUSLY, we are broke.
BRAIN: Wanna wanna drop spindle wah.
MEG: Oh for Christ's --
watching nobuta! akira remains awesome. typing is still boring.
Jun reappeared. His tail was up in the air, the very tip of it curled slightly over. His ears were forward and pricked and he was purring audibly. There was something in his mouth.
For a second everybody wondered if Jun was actually bringing them a mouse. Sho swallowed hard and stepped up. "W-what's that?" he said. It couldn't be worse than the time he was on set and the little girl had shown her great affection for him by clinging to him when she was sick. Repeatedly. Over his new jeans.
Jun marched up to Aiba and jumped softly onto his lap. He dropped the object on Aiba and sat, curling his tail around his legs with a pleased flick. Aiba, rigid with horror, looked up at Sho pleadingly. Sho went over and looked at it. It was not, thanks be, an actual animal. It was some sort of --
"Oh my God," said Sho, "oh my God, this is the same color as that underwear Akanishi was wearing."
Jun made a pleased sound deep in his throat and rubbed his head against Aiba affectionately.