ScalpelsNSaws
Senior Member
Deredere
Birdie was practically shaking moon down looking for his Harmonica by now, before storming past her and through the open door into her room.
There was so many fucking Cats! Cat posters, cat themed bedding, cat themed lamps. And a litterbox. Moon didnt have a cat but he got that she has an aesthetic. He could see something shiny half buried in there, carefully he grabed the exposed shiny to reveal his treasured harmonica. The term 'Divine rage' would be an understatement in regards to how angry he was that such a shitty thing had happened to the instrument he had to put his lips on. Even if there was no shit to speak of actually in the box, the imagery was enough to insult him.
He grabbed two of the pillows off her bed and chased her around the apartment, wailing blows onto her with the pillows. Similar to what she had done to him earlier, but non-stop. Might seem harsh to the uninformed, but it was fair to those whom were.
Birdie was practically shaking moon down looking for his Harmonica by now, before storming past her and through the open door into her room.
There was so many fucking Cats! Cat posters, cat themed bedding, cat themed lamps. And a litterbox. Moon didnt have a cat but he got that she has an aesthetic. He could see something shiny half buried in there, carefully he grabed the exposed shiny to reveal his treasured harmonica. The term 'Divine rage' would be an understatement in regards to how angry he was that such a shitty thing had happened to the instrument he had to put his lips on. Even if there was no shit to speak of actually in the box, the imagery was enough to insult him.
He grabbed two of the pillows off her bed and chased her around the apartment, wailing blows onto her with the pillows. Similar to what she had done to him earlier, but non-stop. Might seem harsh to the uninformed, but it was fair to those whom were.