Nov 2, 2012
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"W'y Hullo there. And what cannae get ya'?"
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stop-thinking-so-loud would like a drink
"W'y Hullo there. And what cannae get ya'?"
@Charlie
Phil hung there crying and unable to say or do anything else. he looked over to Charlie and just stared burry-eyed.
She flinched slightly. "Why?"
Phil tries to shrug finding it hard to do.
"Oh gods, What happened?" She panicked.
Phil at this point is just a bumbling mess. No matter what he doesn't want to get a question wrong. Wrong meant he got hit again and he couldn't take another one. "I don't know. this guy. I don't know. He's hitting me..."
"Phil!" She yelped and ran to help.
Hnnn......*he didn't open his eyes but recognized the voice from before*
"I snuck into his house and tried to make him think he invited me. I needed a place to stay. My telepathy isn't too great so he figured me out."
"...Sneaking into someone's house isn't the best idea. You coud have asked, I mean...He'd probably say yes knowing the guy." He ran a hand down his face. "Telepathy...that's. New."
"He yelled at me when we met. Really bad. I deserved it. He's sweet though. Kind of." she wouldn't say sweet per se. "Excited?"
"Why would he yell at you?" He looked down and shifted his weight around on his feet. "Sort of..."
stop-thinking-so-loud startled your squirrels.
*jumps down from the tree* Hello!