∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe ’the twig’ ; wand, #19
I watched as his head popped up from our palace of pillows and duvets. Smiling as he stuck his hand out, I shrugged. “What?”
“Hand me the magic superglue”
“We don’t have any, stupid!”
“Well pass me the twig then!”
“The twig? Princess we are not in a field, I thought you knew that, sweetie.” I chuckled as he frowned at me.
“Tammy pass me my magic twig. Let me be Torin of Squishy Land!”
“You can be Princess Jasmine.”
He now hated me, so I just handed him his wand. Keep the loser happy. All because I love him.
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