Jul 10
I find that your wit, as usual, is tasteless. ( From Valendra )
INBOX PROMPTS ╱ 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.
Beau places a hand over his chest, feigning affront at her words. There is something that itches behind his enactment of it. He didn't care for her assertion, but there was no curbing his irritation at the notion she thought she was in a position to evaluate him. His teeth pressed a little too firmly in his smile.
"Oh no," He sighs, "I do have to say you're experiencing it with a human tongue. You cannot be blamed for your lack of cultivation. It's intrinsic to your species, darling. Humans don’t know their heads from their asses."