Jan 3, 2015
♮ (( Avs to Florence ))
He squealed, like a baby piglet who backed into barbed wire. His whole body moved, every single long, awkward limb. Squirming and darting away from the p e r s o n a l touch quick as lightning, but not fast enough. "Y-y-y-y-you musn't!" he babbled. He fidgeted with his glasses, putting them right rather than letting them remain lopsided on his face. "Ah-ah-ah-I'm… you know… germs.. Mhm… Sorry, goodbye!" Florence tucked his head into his peacoat and shuffled away, much the little mouse in that tall form.