[ Midnight's eyes go rather stormy. Red skies at morning, sailor's warning. ]
Only until we're both quite sure neither of us will sustain any chandelier-based injuries. And if you do that with your finger again, I promise nothing.
[ But Midnight relaxes, docile and unassuming, and does not change position at all. He's done nothing in all this time except tilt his head once and write a few checks with his mouth. ]
You had the audacity to ask after a stranger's wellbeing, you know. Aggressively, one might add. I'm mirroring the energy you've created. Seems rather simple to me.
[ Midnight laughs, a wellspring of eternal delight with the lovely things life presents to him. He's always smiling. Why not? The past is dead. The future is a promise of something better. ]
why sleep when the gays need me??? (i made it to work on time and have had 2 full meals 👍)
Only until we're both quite sure neither of us will sustain any chandelier-based injuries. And if you do that with your finger again, I promise nothing.
[ But Midnight relaxes, docile and unassuming, and does not change position at all. He's done nothing in all this time except tilt his head once and write a few checks with his mouth. ]
You had the audacity to ask after a stranger's wellbeing, you know. Aggressively, one might add. I'm mirroring the energy you've created. Seems rather simple to me.
[ Midnight laughs, a wellspring of eternal delight with the lovely things life presents to him. He's always smiling. Why not? The past is dead. The future is a promise of something better. ]