page fourteen | blood sugar

[metalandashes]

This marshmallow stuff tastes almost as bad as it smells. Don't know how the hell you're all eatin it. Keeps stickin to my claws, too

Comments

[pinkhairedchild]

You were passed out on my bed-bear! I had to sleep elsewhere 'cause nobody wanted to let me move you! I hope it was comfortable!

[metalandashes]

Sorry, kid. I don't remember much of that. Pretty sure you could've moved me if you'd wanted, though.

[pinkhairedchild]

It's okee, you looked really tired. My bear don't smell or got drool on it so's I ain't mad. And yeah, I was gonna pick you up and toss you, but Mr. Greyhead said not to.

[metalandashes]

Mr Greyhead?

[pinkhairedchild]

Yeah, he lives with Mr. Lawman and gots grey hair, silly!