do you really think that you can stomach me?

im alive do things with me pls

╚ INTERACTING ╩ wreathsofeden​ = NAME : Poppy Dupont SPECIES : Angel                    ∟ FALLEN ANGEL                           ∟ INORGANIC ANGEL GENDER: Female Nova's quiet. She's watching the other, waiting for the right moment to approach. She decides after three seconds to just talk to her, so Nova goes and lifts her hand up partially and waves. “ Hey there. ”

starter call---

“ oh. well, never mind i guess. ”

“ was... was it this weird when you started off ? you know, being an instigator and what not ? ”

“ yes, im aware but that still doesnt sto--- shit, you're right. sorry. ” he's quick to get on his feet after processing the others words. “ okay, so my assignment ? ”

She's been watching. Assigned a job. Minor, really. All she's gotta do is make sure you step on a piece of gum on the way out of the that store. Again, a minor job, but a job is a job, and you've got to step on that gum for a reason. You never ask the higher ups though, oh no, you just do as your told, no questions asked. And look, there goes that piece of gum, from her mouth, to her fingers, to the floor. Enjoy the sticky shoe!

“ Would you let me sleep? Ive only had like twelve hours of sleep. ” Eating was pointless to them, but dont you dare mess with their sleep.

like for a starter?