cinderella wears skechers + mass m&g / debate

[Grimm]

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Is dog. Type of. Curling into fists he hit a hand against his thigh in agitation, clear the agitation as he tried his best to put the thoughts within his head into proper words but the minimal he knew at that point couldn't quite convey what he wanted it to. Another voice rose, familiar to him though the way he spoke was different, given no real bite as Harland had grown accustomed, his attention moving towards the other. Like both. He took a bit more time, allowing himself a few seconds to think before lifting his hands again. In truth he had some small preference for cats, something about them was more appealing than dogs at times.