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1. I was unaware Furbies had a distinctive smell.

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that…..is correct we r very self indulgent 

the angels consist of toki, tabs, and krys. they’re fallen angels who were kicked out of heaven for causing controversy and chaos, and have to prove their way back in by essentially being guardian angels to several people, being assigned a new one when the old one dies. toki’s the current guardian angel of rhobot, tabs to strippin, and krys to toby. 

toki and tabs are the main troublemakers and the reason why they were kicked out, but because krys was attached to tabs, as angels sometimes are, she was kicked out even though she pretty much did nothing and is the angel role model. they’re all trying to get used to having no extra limbs, no wings, no halos, and for krys and tabs, not being attached to each other. their loss of wings is noted by different ‘tattoos’ - toki has stumps of wings, as if they were melted off, charred and dripping. tabs has a tattoo of wings on their back, and krys has a wire-like frame of their wings that, thankfully, fold pretty nicely. while somewhat of the comic relief in the story, they also serve as narrators, chaos-causers, etc. they have a bigger part post-st carlos

im also very bad can we be overwatch friends

we’ve been way too out of touch / open.

to heather mcnamara - 

hey heather. it feels like forever since we’ve talked, huh? and i know, i know who even sends letters anymore, right? if i wanted to tell you something, i should just text it to you, but this isn’t. really something that should be texted. it’s a precursory note, kinda, a just in case, and if you get this, that means i’ve died. 

it’s...difficult, i know, dealing with a death. you’ve had to deal with a couple so far and i know it must be a bitch to have to deal with another one. but these are supposed to deal with all the things that haven’t been said yet and that need to be said, so you kinda have to have this. sorry, heather.

you know i’ve always seen you as a sister, right? a close friend. i remember when you approached me about the connor project and we became fast friends and we started talking about things other than the project. like favorite flavors of ice cream and what you should wear to some dance and your bottle ships and what you named your plants. it all sounds really boring when you just say it, but for someone who had like, no friends when we 1st met? it was all really nice. 

you’re one of my closest friends. i never talked to you a lot about it because we were always talking about some stupid thing, like you sending milk, or fucculents, or me teasing you about being a furry, or something, but i really, really did care about you and love you. i’d like to think that we were both lonely souls who found a friend in each other. you were always the sun in my life, shining brightly like no one else could

i love you a lot, heather. you mean so much to me and i’m so glad we were friends. don’t beat yourself up over it, you were the best friend i could ever ask for and i can never thank you enough. you’re great, heather, kick the world’s ass for me. 

sincerely,