last couple of months kinda been a disaster
The idea of Saiden being cursed gives Milo another bout of laughter. If that’s the case, the cook should’ve known better. After all, they were Abandoned. The gods didn’t like them, and if he’d been cursed with itchy balls then perhaps he’d have deserved it. Hard to say, though, when the man wasn’t around. Milo doesn’t know if he wishes he was around again if only to ask.
The rest of it, though, still has snickers racking through his body as he watches Melita through eyes that shimmer with the glint of tears of his amusement. “Wish we could ask ‘im.” He mutters, hoarsely, wheezing a fraction toward the end as the grin spreads across his face and his hands fall back into his lap. “Sounds like somethin’ Frey’d do.” He snickers.
The rest of it, though, still has snickers racking through his body as he watches Melita through eyes that shimmer with the glint of tears of his amusement. “Wish we could ask ‘im.” He mutters, hoarsely, wheezing a fraction toward the end as the grin spreads across his face and his hands fall back into his lap. “Sounds like somethin’ Frey’d do.” He snickers.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
