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( Indie Nyotalia Canada Roleplay Blog. Remade 10/27/15. )

[patriotichearts-deactivated2016]

Yep! Just ‘cause the ice cream trucks aren’t out anymore doesn’t mean ice cream and froyo aren’t allowed. Plus, you get more toppings with froyo. [He’s getting THREE leashes now because this boy doesn’t know when to stop getting dogs] Don’t mind if Tater, Teddy and Abby tag along, do ya’?

[thussheremains-blog]

Do you think we should? We can’t bring them in with us and they’d have to st outside. It’d cold out. 

[patriotichearts-deactivated2016]

Starting to freeze my ass off,  but at least there’s Thanksgiving and Christmas to look forward to. … [looks at his watch] It’s almost 3. You know what that means! [whispers]  Time to get froyo. Wanna come with?

[thussheremains-blog]

But thanks-- oh right.

[She forgets that American thanksgiving is not the same as Canadian thanksgiving.]

You complain about being cold and you still want froyo?

[patriotichearts-deactivated2016]

[ … <3 ]

See, this is why we’re best pals. […PUTS THE HAT ON HER HEAD NOW] How’s it going, shorty.

[thussheremains-blog]

[TILTS THE HAT BACK To look up at him]

Not bad at all. How’s the weather up there, tall... person?”

[patriotichearts-deactivated2016]

GEE, THANKS EM. GLAD TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE YOU AROUND.

[thussheremains-blog]

Well, your head has to be big to hold that huge brain of yours.

[ <3 ]

[patriotichearts-deactivated2016]

Does this hat make me look fat.

[thussheremains-blog]

Absolutely ginormous.

[malibertecherie-deactivated2017]

“That’s what I love to hear.” He pauses for a second to sigh, reaching a hand to his aching shoulder. “As good as he can be. And how is my little girl? You look like you are taking good care of yourself.”

[thussheremains-blog]

“You really need to stop straining yourself before you put yourself in an early grave. You have another dozen thousand years in you, papa.”

[malibertecherie-deactivated2017]

|| thussheremains ||

She can try to hide her face, but let’s be honest, there’s no escaping a father’s admiration.

“What, no ‘ah, tu me manques, papa’? I feel so unimportant.” He snorts, pinching her cheeks, playfully.

[thussheremains-blog]

“Don’t be silly, of course I’ve missed you. How has my favourite man been?”

She leans up and kisses his cheek in return.

[thussheremains-blog]

Here comes your very fashionable yet old papa, here to smooch your face into oblivion.

She laughs, curling into herself to try and escape the barrage of kisses. 

“It’s nice to see you, too--”

[thussheremains-blog]

Also if anyone wants to know why I REMADE instead of just... use my old blog

I forgot the email.

[thussheremains-blog]

I have thus far made no attempt to do anything historical or lit

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

That’s my baby sister. [pats her hat.] But the moment one talks to you, I’m escorting ourselves out. [He’s joking]

[thussheremains-blog]

How are they supposed to give me free alcohol if they can’t talk to me?

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

I’m sober and bringing you to a bar where guys have no issue ogling you. I make bad choices all the time, Em.

[thussheremains-blog]

They can ogle all they like, but they aren’t allowed to touch.

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

I wouldn’t dream of it. What kind of man do you take me for anyway? [POUTS BACK AT.]

[thussheremains-blog]

The kind of guy who makes bad choices when he’s drunk.

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

[ROLLS HIS EYES.] I know that. That’s why I warn others. [PATS HER.]

[thussheremains-blog]

(POUTS! AT HIM.) 

Just don’t ditch me to go see him once you’re drunk.

[roleplaymmemes]

The 19th icon in your folder is your muse’s reaction to finding a dead body in their basement

[thussheremains-blog]

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

If you say so. [He kids, he kids.] Yes, Emily, I am fully aware that I am the one sleeping with him, thank you. You don’t have to keep reminding me. [Huffs.]

[thussheremains-blog]

If you don’t want to be reminded, don’t sleep with him. He’s your boyfriend. You’re dating the bad influence.

[jsuislexception-deactivated2016]

You look like you’re younger than 18, though. But, hey, I don’t make the rules. [And behind her, he follows.] And Carter is a bad influence. Very bad. [Cough.]

[thussheremains-blog]

My boobs aren’t that small. 

(She grabs her bra and adjusts it, trying to push them up.)

You’re the one who’s sleeping with him, so don’t you lecture me on how he’s a ‘bad influence.’