#biscuitsontoast

[kingofthepeaches-blog]

biscuitsontoast reborn

[I used to have a blog called biscuitsontoast which was my first rp blog, and always my favourite. I used to have real good friends on there, but the game is on a break and all my friends left, so eventually I had to leave too. Still, I wish I could make the same sort of friendships on this one, it just never seems to work out, which is sad. Renly needs a babe and a bff.]

[askthesarcasticbastard]

+ biscuitsontoast

"What do you want?"

[worldxlikexthis]

[text] I am still sore from last night. I can't wait for you to meet my parents.

[text] but was it good? ;) and what when am i meeting your parents you didnt tell me this was happening

[spectraliisms-blog]

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This flashback had not been kind. Of course, they never were, but this one in particular had left the tiny ghost girl shaking and shivering, hyperventilating and struggling to stop panicking as she remained huddled up in the corner.

[dontdosomethingstupid]

"Hey, would you mind helping me out here?" Doug was struggling to carry the various Move U More boxes that he had been handed.

     "Sure thing, man."

Mike smiles, taking two of the large ones from the top of the pile.

     "Where to?"

[biscuitsontoast]

He raised his arms, his gun safely secured to his waist. He wasn’t even sure if it was loaded, but it wouldn’t make much difference. Even if it was loaded, Doug wasn’t planning on shooting the child anytime soon.

"I’m a friend. Doug. May I ask your name?"

[youkindaforget-blog]

Doug didn't sound familiar whatsoever. Doug was a friend of who? There's plenty of people whom could've known him, maybe even the entire group she's with is a friend of...Doug.

Taking a glance down to the gun on him, but not readied, Becca took a deep sigh, finally giving an answer.

"Becca."