Aug 9, 2017
Nahh old blondie! You gunna be my boss then, aye?
[he looks up from where he’s examining documents and blinks] [what is this and why is it talking to him]
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Oh! Uh... yeah, I am. Hey there, dude? Dudette? Uh, hi! Name’s Alfred.
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Nahh old blondie! You gunna be my boss then, aye?
[he looks up from where he’s examining documents and blinks] [what is this and why is it talking to him]
...
Oh! Uh... yeah, I am. Hey there, dude? Dudette? Uh, hi! Name’s Alfred.
aotexroa replied:
oooooo niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIIICCCeee o man that? ? ?? amazing omg
im rly sad about it now bc it’s gonna back fire and he’s gonna be alone rifp me
HC + rain !
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The rain hitting his bedroom window is one of Francis’s favorite sounds. He feels like falling asleep during heavy rain is one of the most relaxing times to fall asleep, because the repetitive noises of the raindrops help relax him.
aotexroa replied to your post “[ can anyone explain to me what the purpose of a nightcap was? ]”
i thought they had a point? like, at the tip? tips of nightcaps were pointy?
[ i do not need this ]
aotexroa:
[ Whispers ] Everyone’s gettin’ married.
Yeah ... I s’pose they are.
You ‘kay, bro? Not lonely, are ya?
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The room was dark, the night outside was even darker. The fire lights flickered on the wall, throwing hazes of orange and yellow into the corners and highlighting the age of the room.
It was quiet. Ridiculously so, honestly. There was only the crack of the flames and the shuffle of dust in the drafts blowing in through the cracks in the walls.
“It’s sad,” He whispered. “No one’s been here for years, but the house keeps standing like it’s waiting for its owner to return.”
He placed his hand on the worn, aged wall, glancing up at the shadowed ceiling and the back down at the sheet-covered furniture.
“You can almost feel all the sentiment this place holds.”
aotexroa replied to your post:[ Squints ] What... Do I call you?
[ Shifts uncomfortably ] Nah… ’s just… Auntie sound good?
Auntie sounds good. *Pulls the Kiwi into a hug.* How are you doing lad?