Mar 8, 2015
of-ipods-and-interns said: I’m sorry I laughed. Are you okay?
Well, I think I managed to escape a black eye and yelled, "THIS IS SOME WILE E. COYOTE SHIT" so I'm gonna go with okay. Yep.
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of-ipods-and-interns said: I’m sorry I laughed. Are you okay?
Well, I think I managed to escape a black eye and yelled, "THIS IS SOME WILE E. COYOTE SHIT" so I'm gonna go with okay. Yep.
why u do dis to me tag?
of-ipods-and-interns
Claudia paused outside the apartment door. It had been five months since she'd seen Darcy, ever since she'd discovered she was pregnant. She couldn't say she was any more stable now then she was then,if anything she was worse, but she missed her friend greatly. Mustering up all her courage, she knocked on the door.
of-ipods-and-interns liked for a starter.
"-- I don't see how that is my problem, sweetheart."
of-ipods-and-interns
"Need something, Ma'am? It's almost close."
[of-ipods-and-interns]; [[closed]]
of-ipods-and-interns
It wasn't like Grima couldn't find what he was looking for, he knew the information he was looking for was somewhere in the books he had piled onto his desk, but for some odd reason the dragon couldn't find the information he was looking for. Giving a frustrated growl, the Fell Dragon stood up and pushed all of the open books on the ground. Sighing, Grima sat back down ad crossed his arms and pounded his head against the wooden desk. Without looking up the dragon waved his hand and the books Grima had shoved to the floor lit ablaze.
Outside of his study door, the dragon heard footsteps. Irritated, Grima got up and stormed over to the door and threw it open. "Why are you here?" He growled before he could even see who it was.
I should revive my Darcy LEwis rp blog.
"I do not wish to be rude, miss, but do you perhaps require some aid?" He had not had to see her struggling to know that she needed help, and it was not like it was any great burden to him to help carry things. After all, no one else seemed to be moving to act on her behalf, but such were the way of things in this age.