primrose 8 || text + voice + possible action

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

I like this new plot thing.

But I'm hungry. Somebody - come here.

[and then she switches over to voice as practically purrs in a sickly, faintly gothic Lolita-esque tone that oozes perverse entertainment: ] Also, who else is...like this? Are we a fucking covenant now or something?

[ooc: she's having run times in the basement with rats and spiders. action is enabled for passersby or those who tracked her down like a boss.]

Comments

[In Person!]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

Then I don't gotta do anything for you, do I?

[In Person!]

[breaks-fate.livejournal.com]

You don't have to, what are friends for, after all?

1/2

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

[friends? wut chuu talking about, foo?]








[wait, like really, we are?]

[In Person!]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

[ekrhgjehfb! fuck that.]

Just friends...? Now, don't tell me that's the only way you think of me, Keiichi.

[In Person!]

[breaks-fate.livejournal.com]

...Unless you want to be more then that? I've never had a girlfriend before though, so I'm probably not any good at the whole boyfriend thing.

[In Person!]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

[she tuts and shakes her head.]

I don't like relationships, Keiichi. I was thinking something a little simpler...

[In Person!]

[breaks-fate.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[In Person!]

[brothercumface.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. Oh.

[she leans in a little further and murmers, practically right against his mouth.]

Now, how about we make out. And you can even keep your tongue.

[In Person!]

[breaks-fate.livejournal.com]

[he nods numbly]