Jul 16, 2016
Monster Jack and rhys struggling to snuggle on the couch together for prompts
Erin stared at the much appreciated prompt in her ask box. She worried her lower lip and RHACKED her brain as she tried to come up with an idea for this. Her fingers failed her though, no words coming from them.
“This…is Hannah’s area of expertise and I couldn’t possibly try and infringe on that.” The still slightly drunk girl laughed and wrote this stupid little bit instead of WHAT SHE WAS ASKED BECAUSE SHE IS A FAILURE. She curled up under her owl blanket and sobbed for a while, thinking about her life choices.
No but really, I feel like I would do a rubbish job writing Monster Jack ;_; especially to YOU WHO IS LIKE THE MASTER OF THAT SHIT. *bows forever*
