thatzabinigirl:
Are you alright? I heard someone say “mental breakdown”, “bacon”, and “poor bloke” all in the same sentence, so I got a little worried.
I wish it would. I wish it out.
I miss bacon most of all. Though she it had to go off and break off a piece. Now there’s just this little poop of bacon. Just there, so tiny, but it changes everything. The bacon that she it had came with…They’ve met back up and it’s confusing, because sometimes she wants me there, but I shouldn’t because I can’t give her what she seeks. She needs the father of her babeh there. Not me, I’m not bacon like her.
missmarlenemckinn:
I’m not lying? Why would I lie when it would be faster to flick you off and take all the bacon away? I left a pound of bacon in your fridge. It’s in the crisper drawer though…
Maybe Sirius ate it?
You are a bacon hor. The good kind, though. Just handing out the goods. Like a drug dealer. You’re a drug dealer that deals with bacon.
alwaysseverus-snape:
missmarlenemckinn:
WAIT BREE I CHANGED MY MIND NO TOM SNEP
GOTTA KEEP LILY AWAY FROM TOM SNEP
NOOOOOOOO
TOO BLOODY LATE, YER NOT THE ONLY ONE WANTING HIM NOW. AND I MADE SOPHIE’S OVARIES ASPLODE AT THE THOUGHT, TOO. SEE WHAT YOU’VE DONE?!
WHAR IS DAT HOR!?
missmarlenemckinn:
peterstail:
I act like a what? Yes, because you don’t put out the feeling like you loathe talking to me, like you only need to. I get it, I do. We don’t need to sort it out. In fact, it’d be best if we didn’t.
And now you know the pain of not having bacon.
I don’t loathe you. You’re my second favourite Marauder, right after Sirius. But, whatever Peter, we dont have to talk if you dont want, and you can keep the bacon.
Bye.
You’re a liar. And I haven’t any bacon. All the bacon has gone, left like I wasn’t a good place to keep it.
