(Source: kibume, via minimeroxz)
… You’re right, it was a bad idea.
*smiled* Why? Protecting my 17 year old eyes? *grinned* Trust me, I’ve seen a lot.
Trust me, I know how you feel…
I can imagine… *rubbed her neck*
…Awkward now, aint it…
Just a little. *smiled a bit* I’m 17, I have an excuse with this sort of stuff.
…How does that give you an excuse? You’re still older than me…
I guess I am but I’m kind of a different version… I’m for the Youth Parliament which was only formed 12 years ago.
… You’re right, it was a bad idea.
*smiled* Why? Protecting my 17 year old eyes? *grinned* Trust me, I’ve seen a lot.
Trust me, I know how you feel…
I can imagine… *rubbed her neck*
…Awkward now, aint it…
Just a little. *smiled a bit* I’m 17, I have an excuse with this sort of stuff.
My trip to London today held an unexpected surprise.
A funny little Frenchman doing an escapology act started to talk to our group and took one, then another, to go help him.
He was actually very funny; but then my Hetalia head kicked in and you can hear my giggles as I filmed…
/casually bringing this back
… You’re right, it was a bad idea.
*smiled* Why? Protecting my 17 year old eyes? *grinned* Trust me, I’ve seen a lot.
Trust me, I know how you feel…
I can imagine… *rubbed her neck*
…
You picked the right option then…
Yeah. Wouldn’t want to make you too hot and bothered now, would we.
Alfred, I am dressed as a hooker rabbit. I think that it’ll take a bit more than you running around naked to get me hot and bothered. *grinned*
Want to test that theory out?
Do you just want an excuse to get naked?
… You’re right, it was a bad idea.
*smiled* Why? Protecting my 17 year old eyes? *grinned* Trust me, I’ve seen a lot.
