05-14-2010, 03:36 AM
"See. Someone likes me. ...Or tolerates me, at least." He folds his arms, smug. "You do know that window hasn't been cleaned in ages." He watches as Cadence flies off the windowsill. "Yuck. You people need to fuckin' clean. Damn." He looks annoyed. "Now I'll have to wash my clothes again."
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