ShadowDaddyActual: You dropped a crayon sketch like it was a sword to the gut, and now I’m sitting in a war room wondering why my chest hurts. Also, if anyone so much as brushes your shoulder again, I will rain shadows upon them and write their sins in blood. CinnamonToastEmpath: I VOLUNTEER AS THE EMOTIONAL SUPPORT BOYFRIEND. Let me hold your hand and tell you your milk frothing is a sacred act of love. Also, I made muffins shaped like little hearts.
