#mr.ross

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Well, as you can see, Marilyn and Mr. Ross in another version would have been pumas XD

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Okay! I admit it, I imagined epic scenes when I was listening to music, especially when it was Gravity by hazbin hotel 😔

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Here's another sketch of Mr. Ross and Marilyn :b

While I was looking at some references for drawing Ross, I saw this and I found it really funny how he looked in that frame of the movie xD

LMAO-

[maryhnll]

Dear Daddy Ross

Hey Mr. Ross, Hi Mr. Ross! Please accept my apology for the informal greeting. I'm really not used to being so formal with my friends' parents. Actually, I'm used to calling my friends' parents aunty and uncle. I'm not sure if the same applies for white people, or black people, or other people that are not either Asians or Pacific Islanders seeing that I've never seen that exchange before in my life. Anyway, I hope you're doing ok up there with the angels. I'm sorry for your passing. My sister also passed away from cancer, more specifically breast cancer. I was in middle school, I think I was in 7th grade, and my sister was 35 years young with an 8 year old daughter at the time and a charming husband both of which I don't keep in contact with since then because I have absolutely no freaking idea how. Anyway, your son didn't really specify what cancer you suffered from, but at least you're not in pain anymore. Please say hi to my sister for me if you happen to bump into her :) Mr. Ross, I must say, you have an amazing son, more specifically Richard. He's such a gentleman and such a sweetheart. Yes, there are times when he either annoys me or infuriates the living heck outta me to the point where I'm about to slap the head off of that son of yours but, I don't. I adore him a bit too much to do such a thing. To be completely honest with you, I'm in love with your son. I really didn't intend to fall in love with him, and believe me, I'm trying hard to stop. There are so many times when I just want to walk away from him and save myself the heartbreak, but then there are things about him that gives me reason to stay and it's driving me crazy. My best-friend's father just recently passed away. I didn't want to talk about it, but I don't know...I guess I just needed something to help me survive the day. I would've loved to talk with your son but I just thought it was inappropriate for me to do so since it wasn't my real family. But being in your son's arms was comfort enough. I kinda wish I was taller though so it wouldn't feel as awkward. But I really needed that, and I don't know...I guess I want to say thanks for having Richard. It's weird. I feel a real connection with him. I don't mean romantically, but on an emotional, and psychological level. He's the first guy I've felt this kind of connection with and it feels...I don't know...amazing? Relieving? But all this connection is getting my head all spiralling. In the time that I was given to get to know Richard, I have fallen head over heels in love with him. I'm probably the last girl you'd want for your son. I'm probably the last girl in the world he'd ever consider to have as his girlfriend. I guess this is why I'm making this letter out to you. I want to stop loving your son the way that I do. He's everything my heart could ever dream of having. A beautiful handsome man, with a kind and caring soul, whose humor could make me laugh without even saying a word. A man that could teach me to open my mind and learn new possibilities. I know that I could never have this in reality. I'm having the most difficult time walking away from him. So here I am, begging you for mercy, to please have your son let go of me. I know we're great as friends, but for sake of my sanity, and my heart, I can't do this anymore. I'm such an insecure woman when it comes to him. And seeing all these girls that he's "friends" with, it's hard to believe that he's just "friends" with them. I don't know if there are other girls in his life that feels for him the way that I do. But I just don't want to care anymore. I mean, your son hangs with other people outside of school, and yet, when I ask him, he avoids the subject! I'm honestly getting tired of this stupid game where I'm chasing him. I just don't want to care anymore. I just want my heart to stop caring. I want him to stop caring for me. Mr. Ross, how can I do this? How can we do this? Your son has such an impact on me, and it seems I made a huge impact on him too what with History class and his goals and all. I guess the only thing I can do is just to cut off all connections. It's a real crappy way to go but it's for the best. I'm sorry for causing such a mess in your son's life. But please believe that the love I feel for your son is real. I've only been in love twice. And I lost the first guy because I was so persistent. I don't want the same thing happening to Richard. He means so much to me, I hope you know that. I still remember how we first met outside of sensei Makishima's office. I don't think I'll ever forget that day. There are so many memorable moments I've had with your son. The first time we met, our first hug, our first Christmas Eve together, the first time he tried saying Aishiteimasu but failed and said Oishiteimasu instead hahaha! The first time he opened up to me, aaaaalllll those times he tried offering food to me. And aaaallll those times he sat with my friends and I to study. I'm 100% sure I will never forget your son, Richard W. Ross, aka Fizgig. He's been such a blessing to my life.

[irmas-sanders]

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