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Sorry i can't come play, I got shot :(
-Agent Bluebird
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Sorry i can't come play, I got shot :(
-Agent Bluebird
Feeding the birds often isn't a good idea.... but he's sooooo hungry :'((
He's only had 3 lunches...
"Life is hell." The wild haired brunette called to the above, near glaring at the ceiling tiles of the café. A moody little sentiment far from shared with by the very bright-eyed, very curly haired and plum cheeks of the eight year old tucked into her side.
"Yeah, Finn's goin' through it even as soap!"
"Wus up? Oh." Blinking, sky blue eyes flickered to the computer screen she'd been largely dissociating from for the past week. Bleary eyed, the woman's brows scrunched at the sight of Finn The Human laid in parts. "Wait, wait, wait, did she make his sword as well???
Tha' soap carving's real clever, Callum." The woman hummed in mild delight while her heavily Northern UK accent brought a few passing looks of confused annoyance. Clearing her throat, she lowered her voice. "But you gotta' finish your food, Bor."
"Cor blast! It tastes fosey!"
"Non' that, now. Don't be picky, it's just.... american. You get used to it."