The Writer's Café

Yay! -throws chili at Storalite- MWUAHHAHAH! -hides in freezer-

 

Uh oh
-opens freezer and pours bucket of compost on tiger- 

 

Yawn...

 

Aww c'mon feather

-throws muffin at feather-

 

*secretly takes the muffin and eats it*

 

*stares in horror at his cousin being eaten*

 

BLECH! -steps out of freezer- Compost? I thought this was a food fight! -throws slaughtered chicken on stora- MWUAHHAHAH! -hands the feathers to feather-

 

Opps I guess I mistakes that for pudding
-Throws out chicken-

 

I'm depressed...

 

Don't be feather! -hugs feather randomly- HUGGLES!

 

Pimella walked into the stinky food ridden cafe, arms swinging, as she hums a little tune.

She froze in the doorway, taking in the huge mess as a few regulars battle it out.

"Not even gonna ask," she said with a roll of her eyes, and she quickly made her exit.

 

Lol pim

 

What happened to irin?

 

WHAT HAPPENED TO IRIN?!?!

 

Haha sorry. Lol

 

Hey Feather! You wanted proof?



Couldn't find a decent angle :S

 

I KNEW YOU WOULD LOOK THAT WAY! Glasses, that bumpy voice. It's all there! Cept you aren't black. I knew when I mentioned Drake the rapper-singer you were white!

 

Exactly!

 

Is someone gonna answer my question?!?!

 

Irin went on vacation, I think...