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“How you have managed to stay alive this long will never cease to amaze me, though the places I find you always will. Did some mother set you here in the McDonald’s kid section or are you sitting here by choice?” 

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andvarie replied to your post: xjelani replied to your post: ...

IM LAUGHING

please don’t laugh at him

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andvarie replied to your post: Do you like original characters? How about...

MY BOY

HE’S BACK

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@andvarie replied to your post: ��Both! Both! Could you please do both? Oh my gosh!...

I CAN’T BELIEVE TWO OF MY OCS ARE ON HERE I FEEL #blessed i’m so glad thank u for approving of my trash children

-winks and finger guns @u- 

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“Don’t eat that.”

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andvarie replied to your post “{{Does anyone know if chewing tobacco smells bad? I’m applying for...”

iiiii don't remember if it has a smell but! when people chew tobacco they have to spit it out which can be gross if they aren't cleanly about it

Tbh all I can imagine is those old cartoons where you’d have some cowboy looking guy outside a saloon and he spits it into a can and you can hear the little ding it makes. But yeah I’m thinking as long as they’re clean about it, it should be cool.

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two taps to his arm and a dull stare behind heavy, heavy lids - carrie points his finger, as if he’s going to ask a question - but abruptly stops ( there’d been intent to be polite, ask if he’d move somewhere else so he could have this nice park bench to himself - give him some more room to lay out and get comfortable, ) but no, no. too tired for words that he doesn't really NEED to say, anyway. he’s re-situating himself. laying his head right on this guy’s lap. /comfort./

          The contrast between them was almost amusing - Troy: tall, tan, with the look of someone who could be considered quite intimidating despite his bright personality and Carrie: small, pale, could almost be confused for a child if it wasn’t for his sharp mouth and sometimes impatient attitude. 

         So when the other proceeded to grab his attention and then adjust himself to rest in his lap, there was a silent panic as to who this child belonged to?? Dark eyes flitted around to see any semblance of ownership, but apparently tired and in need of rest, the last thing Troy wanted to do was disturb just a simple request. 

         Pulling out his phone with one hand and resting the other gently over thin strands of dark hair, Troy settled in to be there for a while finding something mindless to play. 

         “People are going to think I babysit you,” he mused to himself, “do I get paid hourly for lap naps?”