‘ okay , you honestly can’t expect me to keep up with an alien who’s like , three times your size right off the bat ! ‘
timbre rolls off the tongue with LACED EXHAUSTION , lithe , lanky frame draping almost dramatically across the lounge ; GALACTIC TAINTED CONTUSION already blooming ! ‘pon tanned skin —– SCATTERED & MINGLED with scraped lacerations. ‘ join team voltron ‘ they said. ‘ help the universe & all whom need it ; it’ll be rewarding. ‘
sure , mentally. physically ? he’s sure he’s suffered through enough HEART ATTACKS to shorten his life span alarmingly.
‘ not like it matters or anythin’ but — i totally won ; still though , a warning would’ve been appreciated ! ‘
@neburot
