Cloudy
Cloudy: Alter locked the admin in a broom closet, don't ask, so I have to fill in for them.
Cloudy: What we have first is a lazily drawn, according to the admin, version of my semi-new design. To be honest, the only thing new about this is my marshmallow hair.
Smolter: Your hair... 。◕‿◕。 It's so fluffy!
Cloudy: Yes it is. Moving on though, the admin wanted to sarcastically ask this because it's near Christmas and there's mistletoe and stuff and genuine curiosity- sorry did I say that last part aloud? I didn't mean to. Anyways:
"Who do you ship me with?"
Cloudy: According to them, it can be either a crack ship or a totally serious *squints while trying reading the admins handwriting* "Al though(?) I can't gur... guaran.... guarantee that I won't be freaked-" ,whoops that says creeped, "out byit." I mean by it.
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