| The last two boxes are so cute! Ah, they're so happy together. And Faylin in number two is just right as well, all ouchied and whatnot . . . yay Faylin!!! Faylin!! Faylin!! (I didn't say his name enough in Japan, Marty wasn't ever amused by it like Cait . . . heheh . . . and then there was the time I drew the sweaty man sexed Faylin on her paper . . . and the teacher's all like, "Nan desu ka?" . . . And Marty trying desperately to block it from view "Watashi no jya nai!!" . . .oh Japan.) |
He WASTED his evenings with her. . . All the time he could. |
Can someone please make Isleen get her hair out of her face?! If you all want to know the truth the reason I hate her and Collamair so much is actually not because of any inherent character flaws, but because of their shared issues with stray pieces of HAIR IN THEIR FACES!! The shorter Collamair's bangs become the more I grow to have this strange, yet troubling affection for him. Ugh. |
