[Squalo is sleeping on one of the school couches because he can, goddammit. He is taking up the entire length of it.
Here are a few rules should you discover him like this.
One: Do not touch him. He will wake up and throttle you.
Two: Do not talk to him. He will wake up and silence you.
Three: Do not wake him up. He will kill you.
Four: Do not
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But then.
Long white hair, sliding from the couch to the floor, a nice milky color with a shine too makes his aesthetic senses tingle.
He shuffles closer now, to inspect the quality of the hair, surely the lady with these flowing loc--- It's a dude.
A dude with some really fine hair...
AND SPLIT ENDS.
Why are there split ends in such beautiful hair?!
He picks a few strands, gently and secretively, trying his very best not to wake the owner of the snowy-mane, to inspect it from up close.
Mhhm. Morrocan oil. ]
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HE SCOWLS. GROWLS.]
The fuck is with that shitty smell-...
[Wakes up with the sensation of someone TUGGING some of his hair.]
....
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I'm saying that because you must've read "Morrocan oil" as if Basil applied it, which... Um, he didn't, LOL, he's just poking Squalo's hair.}}
[The other waking up, startles him and he ducks behind the couch, not wishing to be found out as the intruder.
He keeps sitting silent behind said couch for a few more moments.
Then decides to peek just a little to see if the other fell back to sleep.]
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[Head snaps up. Suspiciously looking around. Oh for the love of GOD, he's fucking tired.
Not going to bother getting up, just closes his eyes and tries to go back to sleep.]
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[He peeks to see you're asleep again, sighing in relief... A little louder than intended.]
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[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE.]
Yeah, you'd better RUN FOR YOUR DAMN LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFEEEEEE.
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[A wide eyed Basil is still peeking, he blinks slowly a few times.]
Art thou adressing me with such a high volume?
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