In which Asch hates his life
Tuesday, March 13th, 2012 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[This would be one of the many times that Asch could safely say he hated his life.]
[He would have given anything to find a change of clothes for himself so he could finally drop this act and just be himself again. Unfortunately, he wasn't having that much luck, and it wasn't like he could just go up to another Asch and say, "Give me your cloths!" That would reveal who he really was, and open him up to all kinds of ridicule. Damn Zelos for curling his hair. Damn Zelos for wearing pink...]
[...on top of it, "Zelos's" charms had dragged his own little harem out of the woodwork, and he could never seem to get rid of them when he was out and about. Damn Zelos and his womanizing ways!]
Now, now, ladies. No need to crowd, there's plenty of me for everyone.
[Fuck. His. Life.]
[He would have given anything to find a change of clothes for himself so he could finally drop this act and just be himself again. Unfortunately, he wasn't having that much luck, and it wasn't like he could just go up to another Asch and say, "Give me your cloths!" That would reveal who he really was, and open him up to all kinds of ridicule. Damn Zelos for curling his hair. Damn Zelos for wearing pink...]
[...on top of it, "Zelos's" charms had dragged his own little harem out of the woodwork, and he could never seem to get rid of them when he was out and about. Damn Zelos and his womanizing ways!]
Now, now, ladies. No need to crowd, there's plenty of me for everyone.
[Fuck. His. Life.]