โ โ โ โ ๏น one gloved hand, claws barely poking through without tearing its fabric, reached with a lean over the counter to scritch behind minuette's ear. ๏น โ โ โ โ as much as i want to hang out with another dipsโโโ that isn't my own team... โ โ โ โ a nap sounds better.
ahhh... yeah, i'm not really sure what they're up to today. [ scratching behind her big ol head. ] soooo, maybe you could... live uh, less vicariously *with* me?