leans in, closecloseclose, and whispers into his ear from behind: " boo ! " jester doesn't particularly care if she succeeded in scaring them or not, looping one arm over heem's shoulders and grinning from ear to ear. " you look bored ! you know i can't have that. " she runs a finger down the side of their mask — no, muzzle, interesting choice — then tugs at the collar of heem's white shirt. " shame that you came all the way here like this and aren't having fun. " / @pridefull — grahme lockheed










