#heroxsms

His feet dragged on the dirt path back from town as Inigo returned to camp, wearing a faintly red handprint on his face and carrying a handful of wilted daisies. His other hand held a small parcel of lye laundry soap, purchased so that he could wash the dung off his clothes-- a particularly displeased maiden had shoved him into a pile of manure.

 So, too, were his pockets empty-- the vendor insisted that he buy the lot (”You break it, you buy it!”) though he wasn’t entirely certain how one “broke” manure. The vast majority, he’d given to farmers along the way back, and the rest he’d given to a florist, who promised him a bouquet of fresh blooms tomorrow in exchange.

Just another normal day for Inigo, then.

Ah, is she good at making paper dolls? With all that cutting, I'd hope so!

Sumia tried to fight off a pained expression but it wasn't easy. What had she done wrong? Was she really a bad mother after all? Was Cynthia doing this because she was from the future and thought she had no place here?

If we kissed?[] Quickie.[?] Tongue.[x] Softly bite your lip.[] We wouldn’t.[x] Long and meaningful.[] Let’s hit up the bedroom.[] You remember last time?[x] Awkward…[] Lol no.

Would I go out with you?[x] Yes, definitely.[] No.[] I want to, but it wouldn’t work.[] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family.[] You’re cute, but probably not.[] Just simply not my type.[] If I knew you better.[] Already did.[] I don’t know.If we took a picture together, we’d be…[] Hugging each other.[] Just chilling.[x] Holding hands.[] Kissing.[] Acting dumb.[x] Normal picture.[] You holding me from behind.You are…[] Cute/Pretty.[] Good looking.[] Sexy.[x] Beautiful[x] Amazing[x] Wonderful[] All of the above 

ungodly noises, this kills the hero.