
β > I don't think I could post my bβlge

β > Yes

β > You didn't even sea my bβlge when we were together β > I saw yours though 8=)

We could rectify that

:33< i win!

β > There is no part of you large enough, human β > Just sit in my lap like a good pony and let me do the work

Won't even let me try to fail?

β > Could be fun actually
I think we've got opposing definitions of what fanfiction is, which is totally fine. Deciphering the point of a message that fundamentally boils down to a light-hearted, wordier rendition of "omfg stoppp lol you knowwww you want to show usssss~ (elbow nudge under your soft, precious ribs) (accusation of attention-seeking) (jovial)" should be easy, but I get that trollian first instinct dictates baring arms and falling on your own sword. Ow.

β > Are you enjoying yourself here
Sure. I think I can see that only one of us is interested in trotting around the ring here though, so I'll take my hat off and see myself out.
