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[soul_on_light]

Happy Mother's Day, Digital World!

[ Attachment: Presents! Use your imagination, 'cause my brain's fried. ]

Miss you, mama and grandmother. And everyone else back at my village.

( OOC: Strikeouts are up to your interpretation. :) )

Comments

[takashi_waku]

Someone's a mama's girl.

[soul_on_light]

W-Wha...? How do you know that?

[takashi_waku]

You're giving presents. It's obviously displaced attachment.

[soul_on_light]

S-Shut up!

[takashi_waku]

Mama's girl.

Come on, it's cute. I'm a mama's boy myself. No judgment here.

[soul_on_light]

But I'm not-- oh, forget it. Whatever I'll say in retort will not help.

Yeah. My mama's the greatest.

[takashi_waku]

Does she cook for you and make your bed?

[soul_on_light]

Well, she sometimes did that when I was sick, but I totally learned how to make my bed all by myself when I was...five?

[takashi_waku]

Seriously? Hospital corners and everything? Damn you precocious kids.

[soul_on_light]

...Hospital corners?

[takashi_waku]

Yeah. You don't know what hospital corners are? It's when you tuck the sheets under the corners of the mattress. Gives you a nice, rounded effe--

Christ, you've got me sounding like a girl.

[soul_on_light]

Nope. Never heard of stuff like that being specifically named, but huh. Neat. I wonder if it works on a futon.

Hee~ I have that effect.

[takashi_waku]

Yeah, not so much on a futon, but my sisters all have funky western beds. You adapt.

Stoppit. That ain't nice.

[soul_on_light]

Nah, don't wanna. I like my futon. It's comfy.

Now, look who's calling the kettle black.

[takashi_waku]

What? You trying to say I'm not nice? I'm a Grade A gentleman, complete with coattails and top hat.

[soul_on_light]

...so, what, you got the monocle and corncob pipe to go with it?