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05-04-2014, 11:18 PM
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"You spin me right round, baby." As the small, rotund creature rises you don't do much to stifle your grumbling laughter, finding the whole situation entirely ridiculous. You can't even remember the last time you've seen something as absurd. Of course, that probably doesn't have anything to do with the fact that you do your best to drown your memories in a locoweed haze. Whatever. At least you have Elsa on your side in some respects. She's even giggling at you and she hasn't thrown you any entirely rude looks... Speaking of rude... Your brown eyes roll back to the little pony who has just declared you rude. Of course, you can't be too mad that he's over there stating the obvious. He's never met you before. That you remember. Maybe. How many things happen in a drug induced haze that you never even thought happened? You ponder the idea for a moment and somewhere in the mix your personal space is invaded by an overly-friendly Snowflake. Instinctively, your ears fall back and you narrow your eyes, but for Snowflake, you tolerate her touch. Somehow, the little minx that looks so much like your life ruining ex-friend has captured a tiny part of your heart. You just hope she doesn't try to cuddle up next to you, or something else. You can tolerate her touch but much more than that... It might break your heart to have to bite her. “I'm not nice,” you pout in retort to Snowflake's words, doing your best to reassure the small pony that you are, indeed, as crotchety as you have come off initially. And then, because you don't really feel like lying and it seems like the appropriately creepy thing to do, you throw in, “I was following you.” Good work. Are you trying to scare off your only friend? You really have some issues you need to work on. No wonder you're a part of the Asylum. And even though offering your name would probably be the appropriately cordial thing to do at this point, conventional has never really been your style. So you just stand here being awkwardly grouchy, swaying slightly back and forth, and wait to see what sort of chaos will ensue. @[Wilibald] |
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