tic_tech_turtle
Aug 07, 2010 23:08
[Don was in his room, fiddling with the last bits of the alarm-system he'd spent the last several months scrounging up the parts for and putting together.]
[His comm was on his desk, idly prattling away every now and again, but he didn't pay it much mind.]
mental state: beyond words,
never leaving my sight again,
then it all explodes,
*commentlog,
socially awkward turtle is a go,
he's my only little brother,
never seen anything like this before,
-mikey,
everything is normal gdit