“Oh smile, prickles. I wasn’t serious.”
Name: Sweet thing, if you’ve forgotten my name I’m severely disappointed.
Age: Oh, you know, a number…
Gender: Female, sweetness.
Big/Little Spoon: I’ll be the big spoon, just for you. ; )
Favourite Movie: <insert dirty smile here>
Favourite Band: What was that one the other night? You know, the one with the really hot guy? Mmmmm, he had such nice arms……….
Is it okay if I fall asleep?: Of course.
Are kisses allowed?: Oh, yes. ; )
Are pants required?: I don’t know about you, but I certainly won’t be wearing any.
When are you available for cuddles?: Anytime, sweet thing. Anytime.
My place or yours?: You have a big bed.
Will you play with my hair?: Well that’s a bit of a given, now, isn’t it?
“Looks like I’ll be…wearing the pants.”
Is it okay if I fall asleep:
Are kisses allowed:
Are pants required:
When are you available for cuddles:
My place or yours:
Will you play with my hair:
“I’m leaving Isabela.” As fast as I can, with that remark.
“And I thought I was good at frightening him off.”
“Can we please get back to the knife throwing now? Or alternatively we could go get blind drunk at the Hanged Man and never speak of this again.”
words come to me in my sleep but they don’t
sound like me