twenty two :: written/dicktated

[i_got_this]

[South's been having a hard time dealing with the loss of a chunk of friends lately, and even after York, Tucker, and Church posed an intervention she was still finding ways of getting into trouble.]

[And then there was this.]

[Prompted by a discussion with Lucrezia about smiley faces, South felt it was on her shoulders to teach the other woman about proper doodling.]

Good Morning Castle Wonderfuck! I gotta gift for you! Enjoy!

Comments

[onlyanapple]

[Best friend]

I can. It warms the cockles of my...heart.

[i_got_this]

Right, sure it does. Long as it warms the cockles of your cockles I'm happy.

[onlyanapple]

Well, those can always be warmed by you, South.

[i_got_this]

Glad to hear it. [Maybe she's starting to come to terms with things? She's trying to act like it's less awkward, certainly. Losing so many people in such a short period of time meant she needed his unspoken friendship now more than ever.]

[onlyanapple]

[He notices, and he's glad for it, really. He'd be loathe to admit it, but he was getting worried about her]

So, what brought on this generous gift?

[i_got_this]

Lucrezia wasn't familiar with the finest of doodling. I may draw some butts later, too.

[She's not out of the woods yet, and a lot of this acting out is still tied tightly to her grief, but it's definitely better than when Tucker had found her in the city.]

[onlyanapple]

Oh, I see. So it's a mission of charity, and one I can get behind, too.

[i_got_this]

Yeah, pretty much. Feel free to add to it.

[onlyanapple]

I think I shall. [Just going to casually start adding hair to those bollocks. For authenticity]

[i_got_this]

We should host a gallery of collaborative works sometime. 'Crowley and South Do Dicks'.