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@gamblingwithlove
Now that she stood beside him, A seized the chance to apologize to the Spy for her behavior during battle. Normally she’d try to keep out of others’ business, however, this form of battle had proved difficult for her to navigate.
“I apologise for disturbing your work today, I was merely a little unsure of everything. I’m not quite use dot this type of clash.”
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accidentally send him nudes | accepting
Fritz grumbled, still sore from when Damien ran into him, sending his stack of manilla enveloped reports flying. The Spy had swiped his own from the floor and carried on, wishing him well in cheeky French. Fritz wondered if Damien hadn’t figured out he could actually speak French yet.
Still, those reports weren’t going to do themselves. So the Medic poured himself a cup of coffee, took a sip and shook one envelope open, only to find an extremely lewd picture of the Spy himself.
Fritz choked a bit on the coffee, eyebrows raising in incredulous amusement. The mug was set aside, the palm of his hand instead propping his head as he studied the photograph.
“Who has this kind of time?” he mused, only to find the envelope contained several more. “And who’s going to get gifted with someone’s medical report instead?”
A final shake of his head, and he sealed the photos again, vowing to slip them back under the RED’s door when he was done with his paperwork. Part of him wished he could see the look of horror when the man realized who actually had his pictures.
;;fallen | closed.
encountering others in the vast forests that surrounded Snowdin were not an uncommon occurrence-- in fact, such occurrences happened considerably often during the elemental’s daily walks and treks. humans, however, were not something that grillby had the experience of stumbling ‘pon very often. children, he could count the few he had encountered on one hand. but any older was rare-- no, almost impossible.
so much so, that coming face to face with an adult human, no less, made the elemental do a double take in passing. they appeared to be lost, as were all of the other children that had fallen prior to the man && almost guaranteed to have confusion mixed in with fear. although the elemental would have preferred to have remained hidden ( out of sight, out of mind-- a phrase he had heard one too often from his skeleton regular ), his bright burning flame made him the centre of the strangers’ attention.
—┊✧ @gamblingwithlove
gamblingwithlove replied to your post: “Gabe, I’ve got the best idea, call it divine...
“ I hate y- No! I hate the CONCEPT of you.Stop invading my life.”
“Dear child, it’s hard not to look when you see everything. I can turn around or something... I-- you’re giving me the finger. Wait, no, I’m not looking. I don’t see any birds you might be flicking.”
@gamblingwithlove said: " Don't start gossip. You'll turn into an old woman with a cult following." Entirely not hypocritical at all.
❝ A lil’ gossip every now and then does good to ya’ soul, pal. ❞
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"Barnaby! I've been thinking of going into painting. Do you think you could teach me? I'll pay you of course."
