@TURKEY, AMERICA, ENGLAND,SPAIN, GREECE, PRUSSIA, ICELAND, TAIWAN AND TATSUYA
@TURKEY, AMERICA, ENGLAND,SPAIN, GREECE, PRUSSIA, ICELAND, TAIWAN AND TATSUYA
@TURKEY, AMERICA, ENGLAND,SPAIN, GREECE, PRUSSIA, ICELAND, TAIWAN AND TATSUYA
Hey, Gil… We need to talk.
@Gilbert (leatherbeerandridingcrops)
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She stopped, reconsidering what she said. “Oh. Well then… perhaps later. Danke, bruder. I do enjoy it.”
“I’m glad…” he smiled, ruffling her hair a bit, “Why don’t you grow your hair out again?”
“Stop that… as I’ve told you before, it’s much easier to keep out of the way like this. I don’t want to spend hours in the morning brushing my hair, I don’t have time for that.”
“At least a little longer… your hair is shorter then mine, Louise…” he sighed.
“It’s not shorter… it’s just about the same, but not shorter.”
“With how you style it it looks shorter…” he pointed out.
“Just because I don’t leave it messy doesn’t mean it’s shorter. Though you could probably use a trim yourself, und if you combed it every once in a while we wouldn’t even be having this discussion, now would we?”
“If I combed it, where would Gilbird sleep?” He pointed out as the bird in question landed on his head.
@Gilbert (leatherbeerandridingcrops)
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She stopped, reconsidering what she said. “Oh. Well then… perhaps later. Danke, bruder. I do enjoy it.”
“I’m glad…” he smiled, ruffling her hair a bit, “Why don’t you grow your hair out again?”
“Stop that… as I’ve told you before, it’s much easier to keep out of the way like this. I don’t want to spend hours in the morning brushing my hair, I don’t have time for that.”
“At least a little longer… your hair is shorter then mine, Louise…” he sighed.
“It’s not shorter… it’s just about the same, but not shorter.”
“With how you style it it looks shorter…” he pointed out.
@Gilbert (leatherbeerandridingcrops)
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Gil laughed at her. He was quite thankful to know her weaknesses, and the fastest way to keep from a rambling lecture. Grabbing his own plate, he joined her at the table to enjoy his cooking.
She made sure to finish her bite of sausage before continuing. “You can’t justshove food in my mouth, Gilbert, especially in the middle of the kitchen. What if I had choked? What if it was too hot? You could have burned me. Und is wurst all we’re having for dinner? Perhaps I should go make some vegetables…”
“I would have helped ya if you choked, Louise…. und that is all I had planned, I wanted to do something nice for ya since you work so hard”
She stopped, reconsidering what she said. “Oh. Well then… perhaps later. Danke, bruder. I do enjoy it.”
“I’m glad…” he smiled, ruffling her hair a bit, “Why don’t you grow your hair out again?”
“Stop that… as I’ve told you before, it’s much easier to keep out of the way like this. I don’t want to spend hours in the morning brushing my hair, I don’t have time for that.”
“At least a little longer… your hair is shorter then mine, Louise…” he sighed.