#bee!!!!

But yes that mayo stuff GROSS!

Beeeee 😔

I cannot with beans. They feel weird to my mouth and I can’t explain how or why. It actually makes me gag 😭

And on toast??? Yall are eating toast with the bean juice on it! Bean juice! On toast!!

BEAN JUICE! ON! TOAST!

:O *puts shiny sticker in my collection*

Ohhhhh, see my mom has always liked Natasha, and she is an avid reader of Clint/Nat and Steve/Nat fanfiction.

When the Black Widow movie came out, we watched it in theaters, and then a week later, she had us watching it again! Safe to say, she loves Natasha and that movie.

However, splatty was just entering high school (I think) and in quite an interesting time of being like “oh god Natasha is so omg whaaaaat is this feeling”, which made watching that movie twice in two weeks nearly torture cause I’m sitting there going “😀yes I do love her…hair. And her hands—I mean the way she fights”. Fun times.

Hiii you!! I was gonna send a dm but then. I thought nooo I’ll send an ask instead, but then I got distracted with all the teasing I’ve endured today hehe!

Anyway, give me all the updates! How’s school? Are we staying hydrated? Eating food? Fresh air? And how’s you and your mommy anon?

Make sure you’re taking good care of yourself sweetheart! 😘

Oh wait one more thing- are you sleeping properly?

We just sent asks to each other 😭

But hello lovely Bee!!!!

School is good! Academic weapon😝. We are staying hydrated! Don’t want to piss mommy (not) anon off! Food has been eaten! Fresh air not so much today, I’ve had some pain that’s been really annoying.

Mommy (not) anon and I are very good 🤭 and I have learned how to fluster her. I’ve also learned not to roll my eyes at her, because I do not want to write lines again.

I ammmmm! And you better be taking care of yourself too!!

And yes I am sleeping, especially now that I’m done writing my current series. Sleepy splatty made an appearance for a bit, but she is away now and we are rested!

Is there a story/reason why 6 is your lucky number?

BEEEEE!!! HELLOOOOOO!!!

It’s not a super crazy story. When I was little (like 4 years old) my parents put me in soccer, and 6 was my jersey number.

Now, soccer only lasted for one season for little splatty because apparently you aren’t allowed to grab onto other kid’s jerseys and pull—basically choking them—to try and steal the ball 😀

So softball was next! And in softball, my jersey number ended up being 6! It was completely coincidental, actually.

And then, I started dance while still playing softball, and I joined a competition dance team at age…you guessed it…6. I then danced competitively for…6 years.

I’m gonna combust!

what is it with my anons flirting with you?? I love it, don’t get me wrong. I’m just wondering how we got here