⠀ '' Hm. I think the word you're looking is bullshit... '' ( Actually, Ashe has seen enough not to dismiss such a claim— ) ⠀

⠀ Huh. Coochie bump ? ( 🤔 ) ⠀

⠀ '' Or maybe it's just drugs... Are you on crack ? Meth ? '' ( Indeed, though Ashe will not admit to it so easily. ) ⠀

⠀ What did the 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 expect after showing up at her door completely 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗱 ? After all, Ashe has the right to wear 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 she feels like while within the confines of her own 𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗲, doesn't she ? ⠀

⠀ '' Okay, so not crack or meth... Maybe mushrooms ? '' ( At this point, Ashe may or may not be taking the piss out of yae. ) ⠀

⠀ '' Oh I bet you must be feeling hella mystcal and shit, huh ? '' ( Good, Ashe will continue. ) ⠀

⇦ may or may not have been married at one point ( ??? )

|| There are still more to be added and the descriptions are not as good as they were when I first wrote them, but this is the best my lazy ass can do for now 🥴🥴

⇦ might've agreed, if she didn't feel almost like puking at the prospect of marrying again—

⇦ may or may not have done exactly that in past, more or less; will never commit like that again ( probably )

⇦ wouldn't complain about that, regardless of whether or it would actually work—

⇦ realized her sight was no longer what it used to after breaking her right pinky toe on some furniture while in relative darkness ( ????? )

⠀ '' Oh yeah ? Who's your dealer, then ? I might wanna try some— '' ( it's just too funny. ) ⠀

⇦ hates Valentine's Day with every fiber of her being—