[Here's a Paul. Here is a thirty-two year old Paul. Sipping his coffee at the dinner table, doing some reading. Just another new day without his son in the house, la de da de daaa~
Welp, it's that time. Better check the mail.
He opens the door to find...
This is NOT where he lives. This is NOT Veilstone. He turns around. But this IS his house.
Huh.
He's
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...I have to admit, I'm rather surprised you didn't die before you were old enough to drink.
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Excuse me?
[Study study study]
Do I know you?
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But he's not met anyone that he hasn't know yet!]
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...perhaps you survived because you're less of a waste of oxygen.
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Gee, thanks. You're a swell guy. [annoyed glare]
[He thinks you may be talking about the Paul he just met, as that would make LOTS of sense, but that's still pretty RUDE he thinks.]
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[THANKS FOR THE BAD REPUTATION LITTLE ONE.]
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[Didn't particularly want to please anybody, but he's not out to make enemies!]
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Don't worry about it.
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Sure. [Let's not worry about the man calling us a waste of oxygen earlier.]
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can't really deny that. Haha.]
I think I know who you're talking about, and I'd like to think I'm not that bad. Atleast from what I've seen.
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[One would hope when you grow that you'd be less a pain in the ass. Unless you wanted to be, of course.]
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