(AND SHES SCREAMING OH MY POOR EARS
And i gotta deal with her for 2 more months b4 summer break))
'Heard that they are painful. Wanted to get one before but-' *Subject gestures to herself* 'This nonsense happened and now it physically won't work'
*She looked around* 'Pretty nice. Heard that people do things other than drinking here' *She shrugged* 'If anyone challenges me to a drinking contest- like please don't tell them I don't get affected by alchohol in any way'
'Sure-I got too much money and time to waste. It probably sounds like you are talking to the air right now since I'm only telepathically saying this to you' *Subject snickered from the thought*
(Sorry, had to mutilate some onions ;-; my eyes))
'I would have been down here a long time ago if this virus didn't prevent me from dying, and if insane sister-goddess person didn't completely make it impossible to die.'
Colvin: *he smiled and shook his head “no” Walking closer and traced the tattoo on Grey’s should with the eraser side of his pencil then sketched in his book again*
Colvin: *he put down his pencil in the spine of the book and reached up standing almost on his tippy toes and softly rubbed the outline of Grey’s jaw with his hand smiling, then he stepped back and picked his pencil up and began sketching again*