Kip stuck out their tongue as they held a lighter over Reed's sketchbook. "Let me talk to people!" They announced, to which the author just let out a long sigh and logged into their laptop, creating this post. "Fine, just leave my art desk alone."
(Uh hi! Is this like a character chat where you just bring them on in and we converse like not so normal hooman beans?)
(Yeperoni!)
(Oh this sounds fun and I'm extraordinarily bored, mind if I just yeet my dudette in here?)
(Not at all, y'all don't have to ask XD)
(Alright sorry lmao)
Cassiel peeked over the author's shoulder and grinned. She snatched the phone and tapped rapidly. "Stop - stop, what are you doing?" The author sighed exasperatedly. "I'm gonna talk to people. Obviously," Cassiel answered in a tone that made the author worry. "Yeah, I - ok, I guess I can always start a new life in Switzerland."
(Idk if this was what I was supposed to do, but it was fun, so. Yeah.)
