#vitriisms

Aoba can’t tie a tie to save his life. No matter how many times Virus ( vitriisms ) shows him, he can never get it right. In the end, he takes all his ties, cuts, sews, and hems them into long strips which he proceeds to tie in nice loose bows around his neck. He still has a few normal ties for when Virus tells to wear a normal one... of course, the blond has to help him tie it properly....

Though he seems mostly unfazed, pausing a moment in thought. “Fine. How about you tell me what you did to Aoba.”

             {~†~} – “Nah, I thought about it. Trip ain’t my type. ‘Sides, I don’t need a jealous Virus on my hands. I got enough enemies.”

          [兵] — “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

“Hey Virus is that body of yours still completely immune to Scrap?”

vitriisms

The afterlife looks strangely like my room, then. Huh. Also heLLO.

          “Do you have any clue how hard that would be to shove into my pants? I’ll stick with my 7-inch thank you very much.”