Beautiful people-Cate Blanchett
You need to cut that shit out.
You need to cut that shit out RIGHT NOW.
TWENTY THREE DAYS, LOCKWOOD.
DO NOT FUCK THIS UP FOR ME.
Well I hope you and crutches get along well. I generally don’t find I stay friends with people I shove under my armpits but hey. Whatever floats your boat.
No thanks. I don’t do tea and I’ve seen what people from your side of the atlantic eat. *grins*
Oh, those don’t go under my arms. Forearm crutches. And I was offering chocolate biscuits * stick out his tongue playfully*
*sticks her tongue out back at him* It’s still sketchy British food. *teasing, not trying to be mean*
I’m okay. You seem to be in a good mood.
Better than I’ve been. I’ve spent the last two weeks in a wheelchair. My legs gave out on me for a bit. It was particularly grim, but I’m doing okay now. Me and the crutches are buddies for now. * gestures to them with his head* But enough about my morbid life. How are you? Do you want anything to eat or drink?
Well I hope you and crutches get along well. I generally don’t find I stay friends with people I shove under my armpits but hey. Whatever floats your boat.
No thanks. I don’t do tea and I’ve seen what people from your side of the atlantic eat. *grins*
-like I do…
*smiles*
Where would we be now without nasty habits~?
*smiles* Hullo, Alyce. How are you?
I’m okay. You seem to be in a good mood.





