. . . Okay and ?

Just seems like the nice thing to do. Oh and something, something, I know how to handle your deadite problems, but that's less interesting.

That's too sweet of you. I could use a couple cover-ups, got a lot of mine when I was young, dumb and. . . I suddenly forget how the rest of that rhyme goes.

Woah, hey. Deep breaths kid. My dealers probably better than yours, and if I'm honest. . . I don't know if there's a real fix, but I know it's right to make sure the rest of you are safe. And. . . I know the person who can make sure you are. Unfortunately.

Ash. He's- well, he's a bit of a handful, but according to him he's been fighting them since I was a kid. ( A soft sigh, already drowning in responsibilities, but he wasn't going to just abandon him. ) I can lend a hand. Make sure everything goes smoothly.

: / / might take a little break from rp today, my brain is in a mood. just sort of burnt out.

My dad's store. . . Well, my store. . . Ash's store. It's the hardware shop on main. I can show you.

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Yeah, hun?

Deadite bits. It kept coming back, so I put it in a blender.

It's easy being the hottest person in this family, I don't even really have to try. You guys just keep dropping into negative rizz levels.

you terrify me a little sometimes. (with rizz.)

: / / I have too many accounts. I'm everywhere. I'm in the fucking walls.

Kinda weird that you're thinking about my toes, hun.

I wish I was broke when I got these done, but I think I was a little too stuck on 'dumb'. Never did get the chance to settle down and have kids. Seems nice. Domestic life.

Creepy. Creepy. Creepy.