little ALFIE

BRING IT ON

Thanks a lot, buddy!~ -hugs back- Er, I think I should go now… . v.;;

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If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[] FUCK YES.

[] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[] Yes.

[19 - A Date ]

Well, It wasn’t so much of a date as it was a play-date or at least that’s what Madeline told herself. Alfred simply came over (uninvited might I add) and it was common knowledge to feed your guests. Placing a plate of stir-fried vegetables in front of him she smiled to herself. He wasn’t a bad kid at all but the age gap was extensive. Maybe in a few years- ah, what was she thinking? How terribly disgusting.