achromaticxcheria replied to your post
i do it because i like the way it looks :/
i figured as much tbh

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achromaticxcheria replied to your post
i do it because i like the way it looks :/
i figured as much tbh
achromaticxcheria replied to your post:I’m up.
go back to bed
I'm wide awake~~!!
Maybe bird needs to go back to sleep.
achromaticxcheria replied to your post:eating american spareribs… wondering if there is...
i actually don’t know many who eat spareribs … but baby back and st. louis are good.
"baby back" O-O ?
Idk in movies every american always eats sparerips so I bought them to try and I don't really like them hhhh But that's okay we in germany eat stuff too where the rest of the world shakes their heads "Mhmmm intestines....))
achromaticxcheria replied to your post:.
that is for us to know & you to guess
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ᴇᴠᴀ (╥﹏╥): rn he looks like a spoon
ᴇᴠᴀ (╥﹏╥): big head and lil skinny body
chirp: i'm
chirp: EVA
ᴇᴠᴀ (╥﹏╥): wAT
ᴇᴠᴀ (╥﹏╥): its tru
chirp: PLS
/tosses ✿
4: cheek kiss (legit got this first try BYE)
Canis had, again, slid his way to Sen's house in the pouring rain. He looked nearly as shitty as he felt, and was in serious need of an actual shower -- not to mention a bed, or a couch. Anything that wasn't a cold, roughly paved alleyway kept dry by soggy cardboard covered in dirty blue tarps. As Canis lay cleaned from a shower in his clothes, his hands rested over his eyes in attempt to hide how bloodshot they still looked. He was an utter wreck, pushing his friend and lover away unintentionally. It wasn't until he felt a tiny peck to his pallid cheek that he peered through his fingers. Above him stood the tiny pale dragoness, her cheeks tinted with a blush as she looked at him with concern. Had he started crying again? No. Maybe it was because he was laying on the floor of her room, or maybe because he had put his dirty clothes back on his clean frame, but her look made him smirk to try and push away whatever she felt. "Whatever I did, I'm sorry." Sitting up he yawned quietly. "I'm on the couch right?"