Aug 15
Y/N: Oh...
Y/N: I think six would be just right
Telemachus:
Telemachus: ...six?
Y/N:
Telemachus: Six what?
Y/N: *giggles*
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Y/N: Oh...
Y/N: I think six would be just right
Telemachus:
Telemachus: ...six?
Y/N:
Telemachus: Six what?
Y/N: *giggles*
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Y/N: *admiring Telemachus*
Astyanax: Don't worry. He likes your butt and fancy hair.
Astyanax: I know. I've read his diary.
Y/N: He thinks it's fancy?
Telemachus: Guys, there's a monster under my bed and it's really ugly
Antinous: *on the bottom bunk* Honestly, fuck you
Oldass horrible doodle from magma I came across
Telemachus: No offense, but I can't tell if I wanna kick the shit out of you for being so reckless or kiss you for being alive
Antinous: *chuckles* I'd take that kiss
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Telemachus: *swatting Antinous' hand away* You don't scare me
Antinous: *grabs Telemachus' wrist, feeling his pulse* Then why is your heart beating so fast?
Telemachus: ...because you're kinda cute
Telemachus: Careful. If you keep being sweet, people are going to start thinking you're in love with me.
Y/N: What could I have possibly done to make you think I'm not?
Telemachus: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Y/N: Are you ok?
Telemachus: Argos stole my fucking garlic bread