"Yes Mun, I know of your urge to put me on...zhe field."
Wilhelm's obvious frustration accompanies his tone as he trails his fingers through his platinum blonde hair, roughing the neat field up as his frustration gets the best of his physical actions.
"Yes. Yes I understand but--you must understand. Medics such as myself, original characters, aren't very...uh as you would say: Haters many haters?" How he wanted to knock some sense into his mun, though he really couldn't because if he were to physically or mentally in a way hurt his mun, he had the chance of not existing in this world anymore. He would, but he would in a way, cease to exist, especially if the fanfics were to stop updating.
( How Wilhelm hated his own mun at times like this... )
Wilhelm's obvious frustration accompanies his tone as he trails his fingers through his platinum blonde hair, roughing the neat field up as his frustration gets the best of his physical actions.
"Yes. Yes I understand but--you must understand. Medics such as myself, original characters, aren't very...uh as you would say: Haters many haters?" How he wanted to knock some sense into his mun, though he really couldn't because if he were to physically or mentally in a way hurt his mun, he had the chance of not existing in this world anymore. He would, but he would in a way, cease to exist, especially if the fanfics were to stop updating.
( How Wilhelm hated his own mun at times like this... )