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7 yrs ago
Current I wonder about status bar commenters sometimes
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7 yrs ago
is it just a me problem where you own all the art/office supplies in your house so you basically become the pencil cartel
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8 yrs ago
One of your issues with Fallout 4 is you're not playing Fallout: New Vegas
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That's me. I also go by Anvil.

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"Mmm, well, in that case, I might just have to follow you." Marie smirked, snaking her arms around his neck to kiss him.

Roman was not at all affected by that last taunt. She yawned. "You must be pretty desperate for attention if you're resorting to comments on people's heights."
"Do you have to get up right now...?" Marie mumbled disconsolately, turning over onto her back and watching him with a slight frown.

Roman inwardly sighed. He was looking for a fight. Well, he wasn't going to get one.
"And apparently your eyes fell out too." Marie replied with a small smile. She hummed. "Well, you smell like anti-perspirant." She teased.

Roman just sighed and rolled ger eyes again.
"Better than you, it seems." She replied, leaning her head against his chest again.

"Sucks for you, then. Now will you please shut up and leave everyone's ears alone? You're very annoying." Roman replied bluntly.
She smiled in groggy amusement. "Just a little bit." She replied.

"Then get off your lazy backside and do something about it." Roman growled. His whining and carrying on was putting her on edge.
Roman rolled her eyes, but didn't say anything. Grim ignored him.

Marie looked up at him, continuing to stroke his jaw. "Victor," she said quietly, kissing his chin.
Roman was by herself away from the rest of the lot of them, just hanging out, literally, on her own hammock. Ratboy was busy re-braiding his tail.

Marie reached up to stroke Victor's cheek lightly when she heard him mumbling restlessly.
All right!
She laughed at his antics, then stroked his jaw. "What am I going to do with you..."

Edit:
Early the next morning, Marie stirred slightly underneath Victor's arm. She lazily looked up at him, then shut her eyes again. She didn't want to move at the moment.
"Hmm, now I'm curious." She said, arching one eyebrow.
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