 so you can convince yourself that im cute
Lucille's head shot up from it's resting place on the desk. Plants with personality? Oh no.
Oh yes.
Why couldn't the stupid things just lie limp and still in a mound of mud like they were supposed too? Why did they have to...move?
She tried to answer.
"Er, do they do human things?" her brow furrowed. "Do they speak?" she tilted her head to one side, inadvertedly shifting her legs further behind the desk in case any more leg locking spells came her way again.
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♥♥♥My heart is out at sea. And my Head's al over the place.
I'm losing sense of time, and everything tastes the same.
I'll be home in a day. I fear that's a month too late. ♥♥♥ |