where dreams fall: @licnhart
“Almost? So, are you saying you don’t love me back?” the elder voiced with a mixture of surprise and hurt, of course that part was all for the fun as she had expected to hear something like that from the younger. The smaller scrunched up her nose ever so slightly as she made a face at her, trying to fight at the squishing that had just begun. With just one look people would assume the smaller to actually be the younger, but in this relationship everything was a bit wacky and backwards. “Unhand my plush cheeks, young woman.” Swan began to whine a bit, wondering if this tactic would get her out of the danger she had been in. The small rapper put her arms up as if she was ready to fight the younger, well, ready to karate chop her if need be. “My cheeks are worth a million dollars. I should really invest in them.”