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[afireburned]

Since it wasn't clear for some of you, stop reading my goddamned fortune.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gloing to go burn the hell out of things.

Roxas, if you want to meet up at the mess hall later, let me know.

Comments

[shadow_genius]

...

I could...give you a book to read? It might have stuff pyros would like in it.

[shadow_genius]

...What? You sound so surprised. You're clearly my grandpa, if all the senile rambling is any indication.

[afireburned]

... Aww, I guess that gives me an excuse to pinch your chubby cheeks.

And pull your ears.

[shadow_genius]

Oh god, can't you be the type of grandparent that bakes me cookies? And knits me sweaters with love in every stitch?

Pull my ears and I'll bite you.

[afireburned]

... You're kidding, right?

Ohh, temptation rising! What dorm were you in again~?

[shadow_genius]

Depends. Can you or can you not make cookies?

Like I'd tell you now!

[afireburned]

You know I'm not going to tell you this, right?

Oh, hey. A directory. Handy!

[shadow_genius]

You really should. I love cookies. Actually, I like carrots more but cookies are nice.

A-Axel! I'm serious, my ears are attached despite popular belief!

[afireburned]

Even better!