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        ”Ok.”  Ben cleared his throat, struggling to remember the joke.  

             ”Ok.  There are two corn chips…and they’re on the playground.  They’re friends.  One of the corn chips…they’re not being fair.  So the other says ‘I don’t think you’re being fair.’”  He smiled.  “‘We’re friends, why aren’t you…being fair?’  Then the other one is like…’I don’t think you know me’.  

So the other corn chip says ‘Come on…’”  Ben began to giggle.  “‘Can’t we just…taco ‘bout it?’”  

       It was hard for him to contain himself.  His giggles turned into chortles.  

“‘No,’” Ben continued, "the other corn chip said.  ’I’m nacho friend!”

     Arvo is silent at first, as if his intoxicated mind was having trouble processing the joke. After a few moments he belted out a warm laugh -- head tossing back. He found this joke a little too funny, but Arvo just happened to be a rather giggly drunk.

     His arm wrapped around Ben's middle, since he was unable to reach his shoulders properly, and he leaned against him.

     "That was a good one." He snickered, burying his warm face into the fabric of Ben's jacket that rested against his chest.

If I get 10 7 'Accents' I'll record myself saying all this~

It was neither a dark nor particularly stormy night. That kind of rain that was more like mist was coming down in patches that would have made a human Tesla very annoyed. It made the whole street look very Silent Hill under the orange glow of the sodium street lamps. Though really, the houses were in far too nice condition for that. 

It was close to three in the morning, and sooner or later she'd need to return to the crypt she'd stolen if she didn't want to be a barbecued goth. She had enough time to sit and thing for a bit, though. Which was what the Vampire was doing on the stoop of a house she'd picked at random. 

Or maybe not so random . . .

The was a peculiar smell in the air here. One that itched at the inside of her nose that an unfinished sneeze. Paradoxically it was nothing and . . . something. She couldn't put her finger on it. 

♛ :OTP for my museArvo/Mike [Mostly in a platonic, please hold me, don’t leave me sort of way]

☠ :NOTP for my muse.. fuck.. i ship everything usually idk… Arvo/Kenny

♙ :Character my muse hates

Kenny. l o l.♗ :Child!Character my muse would adopt.

All children tbh. Child!Mike totally though.♠ :Character my muse would have a one night stand with.

Arvo doesn’t like one night stands but… Luke. Probably.♥ :Weird ship I have for my muse.

Older!Arvo/Carlos [how could this happen to me, I’ve made my mistakes—]♜ :My muse’s best friend.

Depends on the verse… But Ben most of the time.☢ :Character my muse is afraid of.

Carver in his Howes verse☣ :Character my muse respects greatly.

Mike☩:Crossover Ship with my muse.

{ITS FRENCH AND MY FAVORITE TRANSLATION IS LILLY-LIVERED}

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Yes/No Follow: Yes | No | WouldReblog: Yes | No | WouldMessage: Yes | No | Would——[for roleplayers]——RP with: Yes | No | WouldPlot with: Yes | No | WouldShip with: Yes | No | Would

{werewolf clan ???? i cracked up at ghost gang tbh}

[[ SAME TBH ]]

[[ also theres no C in werewolf. Like with vamPire I put posse because it has a P, there was nothing else I could think of. B( ]]