my money is killin'

YOU PETULANT HUMANS THINK U CAN GET AWAY WITH THAT KIND OF SHIT????? I CAN DRAW TOO 

how do i stop being a fuck boi?

Ravio's first instinct upon hearing the shout, short of clapping his hands over his suddenly ringing ears, was sit up in a flash and crawl to Vaati's side of the bed. He sat on the edge and reached to help the mage stand, a worried expression on his face. "Oh, hey! Be more careful, Vaati..." he chided him gently, before asking with a frown, "Are you okay?"

Vaati let go of Ravio and rolled off of him. It was a wonder they hadn’t stuck together in the heat of the summer, and especially since it was nearing high noon. With a childish moan, the mage jokingly whined. “I don’t want to get up…” As Vaati finished his little “complaint”, he smirked and turned his head to the merchant, awaiting his reaction.

"As perfect as staying right here sounds..." Ravio stretched his arms up above him and crossed them behind his head, turning his face to touch his lips to the tip of Vaati's nose before he continued, "I want to get up." 

tetra!!

*clapping*