#✧･ﾟ･ﾟ✧ | ☾ | : two birds one braincell?

[botanikos]

@doublejango from here.

He blinks at his phone. Stolas scrolls through their texts, looking for any indicator that might suggest the most recent one was a joke, some sort of weirdly themed prank. Eventually, he gets down to the text box and replies.

My devilish little imp, I don't believe it is possible for you to have a cloaca. Or feathers, for that matter. What ever do you mean. . . by all of this? Shall we meet?