Pumpkid
~Vibing along the cosmos~
Foster
Foster nods in understanding then pauses realizing Tina may have been the one who pushed him. It made sense since he couldn't for the life of him figure who. "Wait...what? That's awful. Well it's a good thing you're life!" He croaked. He shudders over their touch on his screen; and for that moment a minute of weakness until Tina popped in scarying the daylights out of the two.
"Wh-what? Flirting? It's just friendly banter that's all. Hahahaha!" He nervously chuckled. His attention turns to his bottle. "Oh this? Well I don't think we're supposed to drink this and we each have a bottle. So no! You can't have mine. Some cutie must have made it for dusty old me~ and they put a lot of effort and thought into it. If you have been drinking them, then let me tell you: there might actually be poison in them!" He announced. Being death had it's kinks. It meant he can sense when it was coming and what can kill someone. Whenever Foster announced it, it was no joking matter. Sometimes they have to ask him twice for comfirmation seeing how paranoid the guy is. If he couldn't kill embodiments, then something else can.
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