o9 ❂ voice + text

[ironmanic]

If you close your eyes, you don't notice the screams of a thousand delicate secrets shattering over the flavorless chalk the gods decided to feed us today.

I feel like I'm in Wal-Mart. Or Target. Or anywhere else that capitalizes on every single holiday created by the western world. Can we expect leprechauns next month? Miserable employees in red shirts and khakis forced to wish us a happy Mother's Day?

But I digress.

[The sound of munching]

These things and candy corn are addictive as hell.

[munch munch munch]

If magical lightning boy would please step forward. I need to talk to you about your grades young man.

[ooc | Got Billy Kaplan's UNREGISTERED candy. Hello Civil War aka The Divorce!]

Comments

[ironmanic]

The overprotective brother thing is cute, really.

[team_sociopath]

Shut up.

[ironmanic]

Don't worry, I'll return your brother unharmed and better than ever.

[team_sociopath]

I don't need you to reassure me.

[ironmanic]

Don't need another a kid dying from worry because of me.

[team_sociopath]

Yeah, no, I don't think you understand.

This isn't me crying 'cause I'm worried, this is me suggesting you not mess with him. Which, you should know better because magic lightning and stuff, but I thought it'd be polite.

[ironmanic]

You don't have to worry about my well-being either, sweet as it is.

[team_sociopath]

That'd be a waste.

[ironmanic]

Then don't.