Howlite

bitch did you forget who cynthia is?

uhuh, keep telling yourself that...

you can't deny it, i can see it in her eyes.

*howlite starts to panic*

*the pillow suddenly starts to speak*

*howlite freezes*

*(everyone got hit with the ✨annon magic✨ that turned them all into plushie versions of themselves )*

*howlite was now a plushie version of herself and she was now in a ball of frustration*

*howlite is so mad that she is now a plushie that she starts throwing a tantrum*

*howlite's heart is pounding so fast, and she feels like she's going to explode. she's never felt this way before, and she's loving every second of it. she closes her eyes and leans into the kiss, her hands reaching up to touch your face*

*howlite's lips are soft and gentle, and she feels so comfortable in your arms. she's enjoying every moment of this, and she can't believe how lucky she is to have met you. she pulls away from the kiss for a moment, and she looks at you with a bright smile*

*howlite's heart is still pounding, and she can't help but blush. she looks at you, and she can't believe how amazing this feels. she leans in again, and she kisses you again, this time a little more passionately*

(you start)

sending 2 truck loads of columbian crack over to your location rn

WHAT THE HELL IS THAT-

*howlite covers her face* s-stop it, i'm gonna die of embarrassment if you keep going...

I will keep up, i expect you to get used to it,

how serious are you about this? i mean, you said you wanted more than a date...

you can't escape the gayness. it's everywhere. you can't hide from it. just accept it and move on.