themusichaults:

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I can’t see right now so I wouldn’t really be able to tell.

No, he didn’t tell me. And that’s good.

Good. Because that Bat boy didn’t ask his age when he frenched him.

“I’m the girl who’s table you landed on a couple of weeks ago. Nice t’finally talk to ya.

Yeah, Whenever he comes over, I give him some berries that I grow in my orchard.

Dunno who Bat Boy is but I suddenly feel like getting out the hacksaw.”