A summary of my evening
My evening: a summary.
I was covering one housemate’s face in duct tape while she yelled at our other housemate, “I wanna touch your face! I can hear you breathing! Get in here! I wanna touch your face!”
The housemate came in wearing half of a Matt Holt cosplay. Mask included. The first was very disappointed, and dare I say, distressed at the lack of face touching.












