<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246532.msg15691717#msg15691717">Quote from: Skye on 21-12-2020, 21:37:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div align="center">(https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5Aun02i5Zs/X-EF52qkIaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/NrrUoj9Ec38TJIQml690jiSVKfvUImD7QCNcBGAsYHQ/s320/AC4E768F-0E4C-4457-8AD1-F38C0198871F.jpeg)<br/><em>Song Bird</em><br/><em>00:25</em></div><br/><div align="center">""'"shaaaaaadows seeeeearchin' in the niiiiii-ah-ight!"'"<br/>but you know, in your contralto range. Eesh, "<em>her</em>."<br/>That's why. Hmm ... <br/><br/>-Slight pause-<br/><br/>One of the ladies who work behind the counter at this time<br/>likes to smuggle in holiday desserts, not approved by "the <br/>board." Dun DUN DUN! And she loves me, so, I'll have a hot<br/>chocolate bomb (https://www.facebook.com/studiochocolatenottingham/videos/1799242323709648/) full of marshmallows, waiting for you in the <br/>dining hall, to melt and devour, while we try to distract you <br/>from, "<em>her</em>." Or vent, whichever you prefer.<br/><br/>Did you know that you're <strong>my</strong> favorite too. Not just <br/>because you don't get mad when I stretch out your shirts,<br/>when I borrow them. I knew if anyone was going<br/>to get the Wild Things to comes around, that it would<br/>be you. <br/><br/>See you in the dining hall, Birdie. Good luck on your <br/>lab work. "</div></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div align="center">(http://files.jcink.net/uploads/schizophrenia//BC4F47B7_C6D4_419A_9515_7C02F2E6DAD4.gif)<br/><strong>call connected</strong><br/><em>stormy weather</em></div><br/><div align="center">“stop stop, don’t ever sing again. you’re only <br/>allowed your prayer, chants those are lovely.”<br/><br/><em>pauses with a snicker.</em><br/><br/>as much as i love you, i hate you for getting<br/>that stupid song stuck in my head again. but<br/>i will make an exception for tempting me with<br/>sugar and yes you’re allowed to use the new <br/>hoodie i bought. i swear to god storm, you <br/>may as well pretend to be mine. maybe we can<br/>get out of this mess faster. though let’s be realistic<br/>my daddy would not approve of your long hair. hehe<br/>imagining russell fabray’s vein pop on his forehead if<br/>i bring you home for christmas and ask them to call you<br/>by your proper pronouns. haha oh shit. “<br/><br/><em>drops voice</em><br/><br/>“the librarian looked at me like she wanted to murder me. <br/>okay i’ll be there soon, save me a seat baby cakes.”</div>