𝓙.     𝕭𝙻͟𝙰͟𝚉𝐄

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ run , 𝓈𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝒱𝐄͟𝐍͟𝐆͟𝐄͟𝐀͟𝐍͟𝐂͟𝐄͟ comes for 𝘆𝗼𝘂 all. ⠀⠀ ⠀

look online.

that’s for you to figure out. (*😼)

i guess it’s going to be a long night..

an interpretive dance. and when i’m satisfied enough by your performance, then you can get back in bed and hold me while we sleep.

just as full as you. (*🥰)

you’re forgiven.. this one time. do an interpretive dance for me.

you are so full of shit, take a laxative.

that’s because we’re using medieval terminology right now, completely different era.

oh, that is *so not why.

you rest when your queen tells you, which will be as soon as you make me laugh.

make me laugh. go on. practice.

see? even the wall knows i’m right.

my jester.

argue with the wall, not me.

it *does.

you’re lucky i receive it better than most.

point proven!

thank you, darling. you always ragebait me, that’s nothing new. (*🙄)

you just proved that you don’t *always listen. besides, you were half asleep when we binge—watched it anyways.