 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Van caught the galleon neatly and pocketed it once more, even ignoring that.... sound.
And he wasn't going to say a word to Armen... even if it'd be fun to taunt the man further. But no. Did you talk to bugs after you squished them under your shoe?
Though, if Armen dripped too much blood on that carpet, it'd develop a taste for him.
Should he warn the man? Nahhh.
He shot Wes a wink though, and leaned against the solid desk, arms folded across his chest as he watched Armen with a sense of satisfaction. This was a memory he'd watch over and over.
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