Hush, it was a statement, nothing more, nothing less. You make a bold statement you’re not afraid to go against the status quo. Aside from your uncanny fascination and skill in the art of theater/literature (mention that any other time besides this and I’ll refuse to speak to you), I think it’s safe to say you’re not like everyone else. Fair enough, though I’m not sure if I should be dreading or looking forward to these morbid things that you might say or do–thoughts? Was that a serious question? Since we’re being civil, then. Teasing on my side of the conversation usually means I’m comfortable with you, so be on the lookout. More or less, but I’ll take what I can get. I’m going to take that as a compliment even if it wasn’t exactly meant to be one, Little Miss Sunshine. I’d say that you’re the more fortunate one of the two of us. in unison he twisted his arm, still keeping it down by his. up over the bumps of his veins that went from his hands to his biceps. again with the tip of his finger and the lightest touch he could manage he started at the knuckle of his middle finger and worked his way up. So, tell me, how am I being that way? I woke up to an ominous shadowed figure that in reality turned out to be my own arm. Ryan moved his right hand over to his left that was hanging by his hip. To be honest, I didn’t know that I was even being confusing. I guess I’d prefer not to have a solid definition about anything, morbidity included, purely because I’m sure that it’d fluctuate over time. If it doesn’t come off that way, then it’s probably intentional. I’ll have you know that most of my teasing is meant to be lighthearted.
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