
Posted by Oceantree on October 7, 2008, 1:42 am, in reply to "the real monsters only come out on tuesdays"
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She laughs softly and curls her neck when he touches her. It was, maybe, an odd thing for her. But for some reason today just feels...different. Her eyes glitter and dance, the tug she feels in not unwelcome. "Then I don't feel so bad." She brushes her muzzle against his cheek. She laughs again, subtly and softly. His water tickled, but she didn't give that away. Her earth still hummed somewhere in the background.
Now...You know that answer is not nearly good enough." She nips at him, playfully, curiously. Not enough to hurt, but enough that he would feel it. Maybe it is the fact it is Tuesday. Or maybe she is just being weird. But something is different.
Something feels different.
Oh god...the pink will kill us all.
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