Ethan

[A sigh left my tiers, finding and tugging at the cuff that bounded @SelflessBatman with the desk, snapping it within seconds.] There.

If you buy, I'll let you out, @SelflessBatman.

You better be, @DelphicAcrimony. Busted my ass to get that job. [Digits itched at my cheek, leaning into his side.]

Can too! Head chef at McDonald's, @DelphicAcrimony.

You do it. I've been cooking all day, 've got grease smell stuck in my nose, @DelphicAcrimony.

Alright...how do we even get a horse? [I mumbled, sitting up from my bending position.] @DelphicAcrimony

We could direct a squirrel, @DelphicAcrimony? Or maybe a horse...

Ah. Like the old days, @DelphicAcrimony. I don't think it could be that easy anymore. Hm..anything else?

Hm. [I pressed a digit to my brims, brows furrowing.] What do we usually do, @DelphicAcrimony?

I dunno. I think everyone should stop judging account layouts/RP styles. It's complete shit how people do that.

[I gave aid to my swatted digits, a sigh slipping through my tiers.] Let's do something, @DelphicAcrimony.

Don't think I need permission to give myself that face. [Pokes at @DelphicAcrimony's cheek.]

[Tosses a stank face at @DelphicAcrimony.]

Cuffed..? [My hues winced, gazing over @SelflessBatman's figure.]

I hate walking home in the dark.

I should change my UN.

Bang bang.

Can't fuck with online niggas anymore.