TheCreativeUsername
One Thousand Club
"I'm not mental, I'm caring I can't help that, just punch the bloody cushion," she glared. "And I'm 'bothering' with you because you and I are both going through the same thing pretty much, you need to go to your family, as do I." she somewhat explained. "This always helped me when I was feeling angry or sad, as did playing the guitar," she pointed out, "And apparently you play the guitar too, considering the outburst of where's my guitar earlier," she remembered that pretty much waking her up. "Anyway, just punch the pillow already, pretend I'm not even behind it,"
Aphrodite nodded, "We can keep an eye on them, make them brother proof pretty much."
"Yes, why?" he said wondering what he was going to ask next.
Aphrodite nodded, "We can keep an eye on them, make them brother proof pretty much."
"Yes, why?" he said wondering what he was going to ask next.