ThugWorkout wrote:
I RETURNED
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ashby was sat on his bed, plucking his eyebrows. being a werewolf didn't exactly help when he was the kind of guy that looked after himself. the ridiculous hair growth super pissed him off, that was for sure. once done, he rubbed his eyebrows with vaseline, and then got up, pulling on some underwear briefs and walking out to the kitchen.
tasmin was being bitter, as usual. she was on the sofa, a blanket over her lap protecting her pale and fragile legs, as she ate a bowl of frosties, glaring at the television. every now and again she would curse at the people on the screen, and change the channel. she put her now empty bowl on the floor, and leaned her head back on a cushion.