Apr 5, 2014
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Six months — and three days — is a long fucking time to be pregnant, even if he's still got three more to fucking go. Blinking sleepily, he shifts, grins blearily down at As. It's not been fucking long enough to know him, though. "Y' havin' a nice fuckin' time?"
If he wants to fucking walk across the flat half-naked to track down the kitten, he fucking can. He fucking doubts As will mind.
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My character is dead and yours is playing with a ouija board. Send me a “↝” for the short phrase my character would guide your character’s hands to spell.
M-O-V-E O-V-E-R
❝You know a picture may last longer.❞
She was only teasing the man, she would never let someone take a picture of her.
"Please. I just.. I need to be alone right now."
"Hi there! Is there something I can help you with? You look a little lost, pal."
Maybe he managed to drag himself into bed last night, knives twisting in every joint and turn — but his hopes of the pain dissipating overnight are fucking gone. Pushing back a whinge, he hides his face in a pillow. He wants to move closer to As — the fucking burning in his back isn't fucking helping. The most he can communicate to him is a solitary fucking whine.