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vampire-x-princess replied to your post “Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight? Are you sorry we...”
//I believe that's an Elvis song although I may be wrong
//Ooooh, well I’m sure if it isn’t, I’ll figure it out at some point. Thanks!
vampire-x-princess replied to your post “vampire-x-princess replied to your post “//Today is my little...”
//I believe they sent it as part of a calendar for dates that the school was closed.
//I see. My sister’s school never did that. All she was able to do was go to a Meet and Greet so she could meet her teachers. They didn’t do anything else.
vampire-x-princess replied to your post “//Today is my little sister’s first day of high school and I’m...”
//I know when I was in high school you had to go the week before and pick your schedule up as well as the lock for your locker.
//I see. Did they tell you beforehand that you needed to do that or did they just expect you to know that? Cause it seems like this school just assumes you know.
vampire-x-princess replied to your post: shinoa-hiragi-jida-sergeant replied to your post: ...
//I had my father sit on my jumpdrive once and bend it almost in half to the point the computer couldn’t read it anymore.
oh geez yeah luckily this was just my usb unluckily it had all my ferid icons on it so now i have to go remake all of them :|
She looks at the god, unsure of what to do, before giving him a gentle poke with the end of her scabbard. "So I hear you're a god. Maybe you can answer a question for me?" She admittedly doesn't even know if this question could be answered but she was going to try anyway.
“… Pfft, who are you lady?” he asks, rather rhetorically. He doesn’t really care. Yato smacks the butt of the sword out of his way, and stuffs his hands into his pockets. He lets out an audible huff and looks off to the side.
“Yeah yeah. I’m busy so. What do you want?” the God spits. “Unless y’know… you’ve got cash.”
