Okay, okay this will worrrrrrrk—>
I kind of lied when I said I don’t enjoy black rrrrrrromance—>
It can be kind of fun—>
yes yes yes
please
send some
;-;do it
lets go
Noooo?—>
I rrrrrreally don’t know what that is—>
I don’t leave the forrrrest much, and when I do, it’s forrrrr supplies—>
Oh <’monn, you <ann’t be that <ut off from the world!
But if you donn’t knnow, that meanns I <ann show you everythinng… Everythinng! This is goinng to get <razy. <razy!
Do you knnow your measuremennts?
You reach up to him, putting your hands on his waist and comparing to his shoulder width before moving to his legs.
Or measurinng tape or annythinng? I nneed this to be exa<t!
Therrrrre should be some measurrrring tape in the worrrrk rrrroom—>
I used to trrry to make furrrrr clothing forrrrr my frrriends because I don’t like wasting any parrrrt of an animal, but they didn’t lookverrry good, and no one worrrre them—>
Well thenn they are lame! I would kill for legitimate fur! Just su<ks be<ause I always ennd up ruinninng it. Seabeast s<ales will just have to do unntil I move to the <ity.
Annyway, where’s the work room? Go go go! Onnward we go, to the measurinng tape!
>You take her hand as you guide her through the kitchen and into a doorway, opening up into a living room with a fireplace immediately to the left of the door, a large couch facing it, and several doors to other various rooms.
This way—>
>You guide her to the far end of the room and into a door that opens into a room with all sorts of various tools and equipment in them. You rummage around in a chest for a little before pulling out a red, wound-up measuring tape.
