"This is definitionally unacceptable," I say, sprawling out on the beanbag. "How can they bring themselves to stand in this academic institute while abandoning a sister-in-study?"

Stretched out on the couch, you pop a snuffle of popcorn into your mouth, eyes staring off into the wall. And this counts as a defintional lack of interest. My tail flicks, ears twitch. Your eyes, they're pretty eyes. Sure would look nicer with spirals in them. Oh. OH.

"Hey, you up for getting hypnotized?"

ORIGINAL BY hypnodoe (his account got deleted and i don't want some things to become lost media)