"If you haven't already scarfed them all down," Bridget sighed. And hey, he liked meat, too! He loved hotdogs most of all, but it was always a fight when they had them in the house. Bridget made his way past the couch, his hips swaying absentmindedly as he did so, long ago having taught himself to walk like that until it was second nature. It wasn't about just being 'girly' for him, he just liked being cute, okay? Seifer just didn't understand, and probably never would by his reckoning.
"How many do you want? And don't say all of them, because I'm gonna want some, too."
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Date: 2016-03-17 05:14 am (UTC)"How many do you want? And don't say all of them, because I'm gonna want some, too."