D’oh my language, boyfriend. XD *smiles shyly when Shelly is a douche; twists arms taut.* D’um. X3 D’oh my language. dfgnjxdjghbkdfxbgkdfhbkgdbxrkjrxkndghxdrfgdf *dies.* Um. :3 *steals Shelly Bear, Blankey, Corn.* Oui. :3 *zips up case; blushes; steals coat from closet.* Shall we go? :3
You don’t seem too concerned with my warning. In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you can’t wait for me to carry out my plan.
Yes, we shall. *casually grabs handle of girlfriend’s suitcase while she fishes her coat out of the closet; grins down at her when she notices his thievery; steals a kiss to distract her and heads for the bedroom door*