du bist ein boshaftes Weib holy shit
zut holler fauhren
du bist ein boshaftes Weib holy shit
zut holler fauhren
… [begins looking suspicious]
Francis, is there something you’re hiding from me here?
…Non.
/\nervous smile gotta run fast/
[pauses]
…
Ohmygosh Francis you have that little nervous smile you have when you have something secret and juicy.
[sTARES]
[STARES VERY INTENTLY]
NON.
/Covers his mouth, hides his face, fuck you Belle/
cHIHUAHUAHUAHUAHS
arschloch
Fruit bats are the cutest little things ohmygosh they’re like tiny flying chihuahuas))
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[raises a brow]
I was joking. You know. Like how you’d call someone sleeping a lot a ‘sloth’. So someone who sleeps in the day’s like a vampire.
Should I have used the word bat?
/He just laughed nervously, leaning bak.in her hands/
Ah, I understand now-… [begins looking suspicious]
Francis, is there something you’re hiding from me here?
…Non.
/\nervous smile gotta run fast/
i had just seen a bat for the first time in my life
Oh. Right. Vampire.
You sure have a weird choice of boyfriends.
[continues massaging, humming]
/Frowns and glances back/
How did you know-[raises a brow]
I was joking. You know. Like how you’d call someone sleeping a lot a ‘sloth’. So someone who sleeps in the day’s like a vampire.
Should I have used the word bat?
/He just laughed nervously, leaning bak.in her hands/
Ah, I understand now-
do you ever just do dumb things while at school
doucefrance replied to your post: … Where’s everybody—
/Sits in his lap/Good answer there, Francis.
/Pulls his arms around his waist/
I’m the answer, I know~
I want to play Francis as this manly strong and handsome bachelor but in the same time I want to play him as the biggest basic bitch that dresses like a hipster do you see where my problem is.
[Sighs heavily and turns his head to look up at him]
Don’t tell me you’re sick…?
[Rubs his sides]
/Smiles sheepishly/
It’s not my economy so you might try and be careful, as not to get sick as well.[Chuckles and rubs his head against him]
As long as I don’t slobber all over your face I’ll be alright.
/Smiles and nuzxles his hair/
You’re the best son, you know?
Sure thing, Franny.
[walks to the bathroom and back, gives him an aspirin, before sitting behind him and beginning to massage]
Why isn’t your boyfriend here to help you and your sick butt?
/Pouts at the nickname, relaxing and leaning back as he closes his eyes/
He’s sleeping during day. Something /you/ should learn to do too.Oh. Right. Vampire.
You sure have a weird choice of boyfriends.
[continues massaging, humming]
/Frowns and glances back/
How did you know-