[...you can almost hear the record player grinding back to life, and he sniffs impatiently, looks down as he fumbles his wand out, trying desperately to regain his composure.]
You covered me in paint. If I were inclined to hug you, you can rest assured that would have changed that.
[And now, huffily, he's starting to tergeo the paint off of himself - which, despite his best efforts to be TOTALLY FINE, is still black.]
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Date: 2011-10-02 02:25 pm (UTC)You covered me in paint. If I were inclined to hug you, you can rest assured that would have changed that.
[And now, huffily, he's starting to tergeo the paint off of himself - which, despite his best efforts to be TOTALLY FINE, is still black.]