 please don't judge me i have no idea what he just made me write Dani's Citrus Duck Spawn | Mama Giraffe | Lemon PATch | Pushed the Red Button
Toast in the hizzle. What what.
LOL, actually, it was just Dima. But Toast sounded way cooler, right? Whoever he was, the facts remained the same- he was tiny, held a plate full of doughnuts and crunchy bread in his wiry arms, and knew someone was trying to STEAL their club food. Or it seemed that way, because he kept glancing around shiftily. Saw you, invisible thief person. Saw you.
But it was alright. He could get past the inconspicuous lurker.
Toast!Dima was stealth, clearly.
AND THERE WAS THE CLOSET. Storage area of brooms, sanctuary for all spies everywhere. He had arrived in one piece, with his food and bow tie all intact. "Specs! I made it!" Take that, embodiment of evil trying to follow him. Hah. In your non-existent FACE.
__________________ and so i took an axe to a mended fence.___________________.______._________________
__________________________________..____this is why we can't have nice things, darling. |