TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW~

[johnnytopside]

[What do you expect him to say, mun? About all he can do is glare menacingly from behind his helmet. Silently. But he is so glaring.

What the hell is this supposed to accomplish?

And don't whine that you can't go at midnight. You have a job to do, mun.]

Comments

[bookerdewitt]

Jobs are important. My mun has none and now I exist. Let that be a lesson to us all.

[johnnytopside]

[At least you can actually speak for yourself, unlike some other, more silent, protagonists.]

[deltaslittlegirl]

Come play with me daddy!

[She grabs his hand and tugs]