The Doctor found your blog!
Hello- yes- sorry! Didn’t mean to surprise you, just a bit of a non-routine routine… checkarooni. Oh… no, not checkarooni. What in the blazes is a checkarooni? Really, Doctor.
But no! Truly, there’s nothing to worry about. Just a bit of a —follow-up, yes, a follow-up, after that whole situation with the Wi-Fi. If you’re wondering, you are A-OK. I think, just one more quick—…… ah, yes. No residual, soul-sucking hotspots here. Relax, and- and… keep on scrolling.
Oh, and if you happen to see a fish on your monitors… don’t be alarmed. He’s microchip-encapsulated, called Barnaby. I had him on the TARDIS monitors and then he just went swimming off into the Wi-Fi. If you see him, just, you know, shoo him in the general direction of my when-and-where.
(Okay, so less of a follow-up-with-the-Wi-Fi, more of a I’ve-lost-my-bio-fibre-optic-fish… but I digress!)
dis is me and you guys. like pls pay attention to me pls. pls. i love you. pls.
She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck, stretching up on her toes to try and heighten herself to his eye level. “I dunno. I got lonely.” Carrie’s personal agenda was definitely overlapping with her emotions. Her hormones said she wanted him, so she made it her
Carrie knew exactly what she was doing and she kew exactly what she wanted, she just didn’t know how to put it in words. She turned around upon hearing his low voice in her ear, coming face to face with Pan. She gasped lightly before a little smirk flew to her face. “I was…
Literally I just have that one follower who I just love and I hiss whenever anyone touches them and I want to just take them and put them in a box full of soft things and just uGH u feel?
//How do you tell someone you want the d?
As an awkward lil shit like me.
//man i dont even want to rp today i just want to look at Peter Pan’s face… like is this fuckin kid even real man i want one