#ofnych

They were all selfies, and one sloppily taken picture of his food with a purposefully placed tasteful side boob.

     Every breath is frozen in the outdoor air. Doesn’t matter. Spring is coming with birds and hope and new life and broken hearts and eggs. Would a tighter tanktop help? It wouldn’t hurt thanks to all the going to gym they’ve been doing. He struggles out of the current one and turns to point to a lavender tanktop next to Johan. ❝Be a dear? Or don’t. Rebellion Johan is always a good time.❞

[text] Johan are you alright? I have not heard from you since yesterday. [text] Please contact me as soon as you are able.

"Oh man... pizza sounds really good. I'm gonna get some with pineapple. Yes. Great idea."

Looks him dead in the eyes before shoving two right into the slot of his helm’s visor.

   “I expected nothing and I am still disappointed.”   Well, this year’s Valentine’s card was certainly going in the trash when he got home. The first and last, as he would like to put it.   Though perhaps he will keep the wooden arrow for future use...

“  Oh please. You’re much too shy to do that. What if I said it was the only thing I was wearing as far as a shirt goes? ”

[TEXT] I’ve gotten Dr.Muffin to leave his cat prison [TEXT] Where are you? You need to show him how your workout routine is paying off.