123 [voice]

[cautionarystory]

Listen up, barge. I'm not your flashlight, your floor lamp, your wall socket, your lighter, your popcorn maker, your extension chord, your vacuum, your defibrillator, your radiator, and I'm sure as hell not your maid. Sure, my abilities are great, but their purpose isn't to do chores for you

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[cautionarystory]

Sure. Whatever.

wheee spam :D

[cautionarystory]

[Elle opens up and then perches on the edge of the desk and waits for him to close the door.]

[talldarksaviour]

Aw but you were so charmingly helpful.

[cautionarystory]

It's only a shame I couldn't do more, right?

[talldarksaviour]

Oh absolutely. The Admiral should abandon us more often.

[cautionarystory]

Maybe it really is too bad we didn't think to have a sleepover. We could've stayed up all night telling ghost stories and gossiping about boys.