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{a lazy inhale, and a slow Italian drawl}
Fuggendo tutte di paura piene,
una gran piova viene.
Qual sdrucciola, qual cade,
qual si punge lo pede:
a terra van ghirlande:
tal ciò c’ ha colto lascia, e tal percuote:
tiensi beata chi più correr puote.
Sì fiso stetti il dì che lor mirai.
ch’ io non m’ avvidi, e tutto mi bagnai.I dislike what I
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I....
...that's a little more information than I wanted, but my bad for asking.
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Thanks for seeing me, though. I think it helped? [A little.] And I hope you find a bigger place, because yeah it was kind of cramped but it's not like I can really talk when I have muffins all over my floor.
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... why are there muffins all over your floor?
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It's going to be full of edible treats and alchem...ical stuff.
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Except... bee eff eff.
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Which is actually kind of stupid when I think about it? I can't really say one of my friends is better. Or best. They're all pretty rad.
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I dislike this social hierarchy.
[And he's not asking what "rad" means. She's giving him a headache.]
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Don't bother with everyone, my dear. Find one or two of your best friends forever and cling to them. Maybe keep another pair in the background as alternates should the primaries desert you.
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I'm just the...key. Uh. Spunky. Spunky sidekick sister. And we live on a Hellmouth. Boca del Infierno? So evil? Pretty hard to miss if you're us.
A-alternate friends? [She never thought about it like that before.]
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