@ScarletAndHerSides
“Perhaps my dear, perhaps.” Lucille laughed, wrapping her arms around him as well.
“Perhaps my dear, perhaps.” Lucille laughed, wrapping her arms around him as well.
Tyson sighed and kissed her cheek. "I love you."
Lucille giggled, “I love you too.”
(Aw frick I gtg be back 8 CST)
(Kk, cya! :p)
(I'M BACK!)
(EYYYYYY)
(READY TO RAGNAROK AND ROLL??)
(YYEEEESSSSS.)
(LET"S GO SKY TROOPERS!)
Tyson kissed her neck.
"Hey guys!" Jules burst through the door. "We could really use your-" He blinked. "Oh."
Um. Well.
This is awkward.
Tyson looked up. "Yep? Our what?"
Jules shrugged. "Your help but you're busy…"
Lucille stayed silent, a blush creeping up her cheeks.
"Naw I think we can pause." He looked at Lucille. "What do you think?"
“It’s not like we were doing anything.” Lucille said, ignoring her flushed face.
"Right…" Jules looked back and forth between them. "Okay well if you're free to come we could certainly use a hand."
“We are.”
Jules closed the door before anyone could say anything else.
Tyson sighed. "You wanna go help?"
“I wanna strangle Mr. Creep.” Lucille muttered, then she blinked, “Oh yeah, sure.”
Tyson chuckled. "I wanna strangle him too." He sat up. "Welp. Let's go."
“Mmk,” Lucille nodded, sitting up too.
He stood up and opened the door. "Whoa…it got busy…"
(23 minutes left….)
(oH SHOOT I EAS ON YOTUBE SORRY)
“Whaddya mean?” Lucille asked, putting her head on his shoulder.
(lol it's okay)
He put his arm around her. "Look….more people…or Fae rather."
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