Snorts. "That's not the reaction I thought I'd get with the videos you sent me with the backwards hats. Rapper it is."

Maybe. You're right, not interested at all! It's still unusual though.

Same. I don't understand why red though. I mean, everyone wears it. It should be something specific... unique. You know, like I don't know, red unicorns or something.

It's a good thing I don't have that red leather jacket and pants anymore. I never thought that would be a sign to 'hang.'

"Lemme see a nipple again," He said while trying to peak around the closing shirt, softly chuckling at how ridiculous he sounded. "No, you don't need to cover yourself. You look amazing. Are you going somewhere? Damn... You look really good, suga."

And he is definitely staring, particularly at Victor's chest. "You're being very distracting... And hot. StHAP it." He's trying not to crack a smile.

"Hnug..." He forgot how to speak.

Time has been moving so quickly today...

Thinking about taking the rest of the day off and spend some time with the girls, maybe let Nel decorate a bit then have some hot chocolate. She's been asking for some daddy time. Victor and I can have a horror movie later night.

"I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely, and simply evil.." Name: Michael Audrey Myers Age: 28 (Immortal) Alias: Michael Myers, The Shape, The Boogeyman, Myers, Mikey etc. Short Bio: Everyone knows the boogeyman Alignment: Pure Evil. RT OR MEET YOUR END.

"Just making sure."

"I can't tell if that's an insult."

"To you? Nah, I never would. You're safe."

"I wasn't going to throw a chair at your head if that's what you mean."

"You raised your voice... It's alright, suga. I was only kidding."

"...Yell at me again ~" He blinks. "No, wait. Never mind."

True. But I only spoke to him this morning!

Who else would I be talking about? You're the only one I fuck.

Is he trying to rile me up again so I can repeat what I did last night? Because it could happen.

@bitterwxlf.bsky.social didn't think I was paying attention. 😍 I love them to pieces.

Ooh, how it must be nice to have an innocent mind. Never mind.

Eye twitch. "Fucking hell. Was the foreplay last night, Wes?"

A brow raised, tilting his head. "That so? That explains why Nel said what she did the other day. Although, I didn't mean just there, literally everywhere."

"Ah, yeah, I guess you're right. It's just weird to see them so much now. Before, I didn't see them hardly at all."

He genuinely laughs. "No, suga."

Snorts. "Sleep Token, suga. I can't seem to get away from seeing them... Everywhere."

He had been putting in late hours, allowing Victor and the girls to rest. That changed in the early morning when Valerie started to fuss. He attended to her needs and then settled on the living room floor with her, allowing her small hand to wrap around his fingers. -

Do you have the time to speak about our unholy deity...Vessel? I can't escape.

It runs through our veins. I blame mama.

I didn't yeet anything.

I'm not pissed. He's just an annoying little shit. ✨

Abnormal.

Well, considering we were talking about foreheads and not dicks. You're forehead is huge.

Good one. Original. Why are you worried about my dick size?

Says the one who took after mama with that big ass forehead. Piss off.

Read between the lines, Wes. 🖕🏼

.... Who even uses the word skedaddle, what are you a sixty year old man?

"Thanks, suga."

"I can grow it back."

Snorts. "He doesn't have a beard. Shaved it off. You can still tell us apart."

Yeah, I did.

I did a thing instead of napping.

I might do something that I haven't done in a while... Nap.

"Oh wow, that's quite a lot!"

He observed the action and chose to shift the topic, remembering their earlier discussion. "I'm certain there is. What more is there?"

"My home is similar in a way." He chuckles while tilting his head. "Have a room? Ah, well, it isn't just me. I have a husband and two daughters. If I remember correctly, you've met Noelle."

"Perfect! In that case," he snapped once more, yet this time, there was an absence of anything between them. "I've sent the boxes to your TARDIS. I apologize beforehand. There are quite a number of them. I've included some clothing too." He grins. "Thank you for taking them off my hands."

"You wouldn't be interested in some makeup also, would you? I need to find something to do with it, well, what hasn't been opened. The rest I'm going to toss in the bin."

"That's quite the accomplishment! I believe we have a lot in common."

He laughs. "Indeed, it was years ago. My father, a passionate fan of Queen, was somewhat taken aback when he discovered that."