|a tad old, but i like it. one day i'll get around to fulfilling old promises.|
Prussian Courting Rituals"Hey, Mattie..." Gilbert drawled demandingly, sprawling across Matthew's chocolate brown leather sofa, staring unabashedly at his friend, "Come here a second."Prussian Courting Rituals by WildWolfMoon94
He wiggled his finger in Matt's general direction as the Canadian pushed his vacuum cleaner across his living room floor. Matthew's blonde hair was tied up into a ponytail at the base of his neck, the sleeves of his red sweatshirt rolled back to his elbows. Sweat dribbled in a thin line down his forehead to the curve of his jaw.
Gilbert was lounging on Matt's sofa, watching with a sort of detached interest as his friend was that the word Matthew was looking for? Could what he and Gilbert have be consider friendship? went about his chores.
Now, however, he was waving in Matt's direction, a grin that could only be described as malicious on his pale face. Warily, Matt turned off the vacuum and and turned to face the albino, hands on his hips. "What do you want now, Gilbert? I'm not going to cook pan
|I love a lot of things.|
i rolled out of at least two continents, but i'm not exactly sure where on each.|
i get really excited about everything, including but not limited to meeting people and making new friends, axolotls, drawing comics, otters, being in octs, puppies, and trampolines, even though i always twist my ankle when i get on one.
i have a habit of not capitalizing my letters.
i'm not sure what i'll do!