#vxsceral

finally. yeesh.

     At first there's a mild look of surprise when Cecil hears the other clear his throat, having not particularly expected the other to return so quickly. But the expression immediately melts into a small grin as he turns to face the other fully before he takes the shirt, slender fingers unfolding it quickly only to throw it over his head and adjust it comfortably atop his body. 'My cat is better than your cat. My cat has fully functioning venom sacks.'--reads the t-shirt in bold, bubble, and pink lettering.

a little bit. it happens sparsely.

if its okay with you id like a slice?

is drama on your dash?

Guess ya could say that.