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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ another day, another morning. he woke up, as usual, a mess in the blankets and sheets covering the bed, forcing himself to sit up to keep from falling back asleep and wasting the day in the land of dreams.

however, this morning? something was quite different.

a little too different. hello, bloody murder scream that could wake the entire dressing room! ]

[ ooc; this is what happens when i'm bored. yeah, jerk!guy ain't all that manly anymore. he is also in the house he lives in tothedeathofus... but if you're creepy and/or passing by, you can check on him. the window is most likely open. and (s)he's topless, but hey! and, aha, nsfw. i did not expect him to be so compliant! ]

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[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Thanks for jinxing me, you asshole.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Turns around and glares] ...Hey, keep the PMS down, princess.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Don't you fuckin' glare at me like that. How would you feel if you woke up and had massive tits? Right. Probably not so awesome.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Oh please, your tits aren't nearly as impressive as Tear's [Yeah, he totally went there. He's going to put sandwich down now, and go to the dresser to grab one of his own shirts] Put this on. [Throws it at her face.]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Of course, you'd fuckin' say that to crush my self esteem when I least need it, you redheaded bastard. They're way bigger than hers. [ catches the shirt, but throws it on the floor in anger. ]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[He's just going to sigh. He totally isn't in the mood for this, so he's just going to grab Sandwich again and wonder if he should just leave.]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You're really good at the whole comfort thing.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Like you're any better. Plus, it's hard to comfort you when you're acting like a whorebag.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

What did you just say?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

I know you're not deaf.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

How the hell am I a whorebag? I'm acting like my normal self with a horrible feminine charm. Fuck!

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

It's way less endearing in that form, I'll tell you that much.

Not like it was endearing in the first place, but...

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

I thought you liked tits? You got what you wanted, and now you're being a dick about it.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Tits are one thing. The personality that comes with them is another.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Well, fine. [ ahem. ]

Oh, Master Luke~ Please fuck my titties, I am this way just for you~ ♥

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...

No.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

God, I don't want a submissive sex slave.

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

You won't get that from me.

[ chances look down at herself, trying to ignore the massive things on her chest as she pulls out the waistband of her pajama bottoms. ] Clean shaven. Fucking disturbing.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[You're not even going to get a reaction from that.]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ lets go of them and falls back into a lying position with a huff. ] ...

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Walks to the bed and grabs the shirt, sitting down next to her] Come on, put this on already...[And tugs her up by the shoulders to get her to sit up, and put the shirt on her.]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

Do you really think it's going to fit? No.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

I know it'll fit. Don't ask how. [Aaaand struggles with Guy to get it on. What do you know, it fits, massive tits and all!]

[blackparts.livejournal.com]

[ struggle, indeed. she didn't want the shirt on, but what with how he was forcing her, she had no chance but to have given in. what an uncomfortable fit, though... ] I can't breathe.