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*To be delivered by Albert K thanks
For Roo
I miss you a lot. Like a whole lot. I donât know if you still have trouble falling asleep at night, but if you do then maybe this bunny can help? It doesnât sing, but you can name it Slightly if you want and pretend its singing to you. I miss you.
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To Albert
Very merry Christmas!
- Felix
Albert -- Oh em gee, look its you Albert! Kidding, but seriously you should watch this. It's funny as fuck.
Hoot -- An owl clock 'cause they hoot. Get it? You get the point, you're an owl, it's an owl clock... Self-explanatory. Just be happy I got you a gift since you were bitching about it.
Merry Christmas Eve, Albert â*ăïŸïœ„*(^O^)/*ăïŸïœ„*â
~Lucien Lucky
Yin and Yang || Albert and Hugh
Going out to drink with Albert Hoot, it was more on the odd side because Albert was the type of guy Hugh didn't like. Looked up to as smart. Liked everyone. Good looks. Somewhat of a muscular build. Was happy all the time. Normally Hugh would've hated him. Hands in pockets and scarf wrapped around his neck snugly Hugh looked over his shoulder at Albert. "Pick up the pace, please and thank you. When I said I wanted to go for a drink I meant now not later." Hugh snipped.Â
Fellow eyebrow aficionado...
Wanna come with me to get mine done?
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Intellectual TĂȘte-Ă -tĂȘtes ||: Paint & Albert
The last thing Paint wanted to do at the Academy was make people hate her. It was impossible to do especially if she didnât like that person either. There had only been one person here that upset her though, that boy was Lucien Lucky, someone who didnât deserve any of the thoughts she was wasting on him. So instead she thought about the people who could possibly be in the middle of hating her. There was Hugh Darling; an interesting boy who looked constipated whenever he read. She only wanted him to loosen up a bit and stop acting like he had a cactus up his bum. But unfortunately, Paint felt like she made him mad to the point he hated her. Then there was the other boy; Albert. He had caterpillars for eyebrows, or was it eyebrows for caterpillars? It was surely the first thought, Paint thought to herself as she pulled the white dress over her shoulders. The last time she had worn a white dress was at her fatherâs second wedding--. Before she knew it, tears had begun to flow down her face; staining her cheeks. Any thought of her dad getting remarried made Paint want to cry and sob in a corner. She shrugged it off though and wiped her tears away with the back of her hand. Right now she had an intellectual gathering with Albert Hoot over a small cup of coffee that she needed to get to.
Wandering down the halls was one thing, but searching for a boy she who she didnât know very well was difficult. But that was the whole point of this coffee meet up. To get to know each other. Despite wanting to admit it or not, Paint needed the friends. She needed the people who would distract her from her thoughts about how different she was as a human. Like the fact that she didnât look ânormal enoughâ to get a date, or even a boy to take two looks at her. Just by observing from a far she saw that the people who looked like they belonged, ended up together. But what match was there to someone with bright orange hair. As far as she knew, so far there was no one. âAlbert?â Paint whispered, wandering around the halls more. She knew she was lost, but didnât want to go about asking. Albert had to be here someone.
Albert!
Look I drew your imaginary girlfriend, better than last time!Â
100 Acre Wooders?
I'm Felix. I think it's about time we met.
