Um... just me and a friend of mine. Sorry. He lives in my heart, so I talk over him sometimes.
[He touches a gloved hand to his chest by way of completely useless illustration, leaving a few strands of stray rabbit fur on his shirt. It feels like he's spent the whole of today apologising at this point; why not include his emotional support zombie meat?]
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[He touches a gloved hand to his chest by way of completely useless illustration, leaving a few strands of stray rabbit fur on his shirt. It feels like he's spent the whole of today apologising at this point; why not include his emotional support zombie meat?]
He helps me practise.