#decievres

Oh? She was so caught up with looking at the bursts of colour on the trees, she hadn’t realised the other had picked one for her. One bite and. . .  ❝ It’s sweet ! ❞

❝ ...wha’s a bimbo? ❞

          random prompts / accepting.

      “    ah, mrs. forger!!!” this is a chance to intimidate her! becky folds her hands cordially in front of her, and she does her best to force her expression from surprised to calm, cool, and collected. “you must be here to pick up anya. she’s such a sweet kid!” with a smug smile, she adds, “and how is your husband?”

vexing  .  despite  being  a necessity  ,  there  was  a  distaste  for  taking  such  transportation  .  colorless  opticals  cracked  open  at  spoken  words  .  the  other  was  foreign  ,  the  fem  hadn’t  a  clue  to  her  identify  .  regardless  ,  she  was  certain  the  ‘  gesture  ‘  was  in  kind  .  social  interactions  being  also  stranger  .  shifting  her  weight  ,  body  was  lifted  from  seat  .  blinking  ,  female  gave  nod  .         ❝     …    …    ...   thanks    …     ❞

will chocolate fuck his stomach up? he doesn’t remember. “ thank you yor.”

TBH. you aren’t wrong. But loid waking up from nightmares.  just to have a bloody nose. 

❝ nuh-uh! papa and mama are both good! anya loves them both! ❞