06-04-2018, 12:25 AM
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A paint war?
Holy shit. Count her in.
The white feline scrambled to her paws, following at Roy's side. She cracked a lopsided smile as she headed towards the site of the paint war. She had been involved in a color run once, so she figured this was kind of similar - at least in the mass-color aspect. "You're gonna get squashed, Roy," she teased when they happened upon the crates of paint-filled balloons.
A paint war?
Holy shit. Count her in.
The white feline scrambled to her paws, following at Roy's side. She cracked a lopsided smile as she headed towards the site of the paint war. She had been involved in a color run once, so she figured this was kind of similar - at least in the mass-color aspect. "You're gonna get squashed, Roy," she teased when they happened upon the crates of paint-filled balloons.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE