icecoldredfever:

      “Well, ya look like you’re gonna cry.” Ivar pointed out, finally turning his red eyes to look at Saam without turning his head to do so. Just studying him for a moment before he finally turned his head to look at them. “Something’s eating ya up. I can tell.”

“I certainly feel like I could cry.“ Not that they were going to now – they didn’t particularly like crying in company. And especially not in the company of those they didn’t fully feel comfortable with. 

“Just some old insecurities that have been cranked up a few levels. It’s nothign new – just incredibly exhausting to deal with.“

icecoldredfever:

seekesotsibteadmist:

[text] Yeah well. He doesn’t snore these days.

[text]: For your sake I hope it doesn’t start back up again.

[text] Same. I hope so as well.

icecoldredfever:

[text]: Really? He sure use to. 

[text] Yeah well. He doesn’t snore these days.

icecoldredfever:

[text]:

Whatever helps you sleep better at night, dear.

[text]: Ber probably doesn’t help any. With how much he snores.

[text] He doesn’t snore Ivar. 

icecoldredfever:

[text]:

Too bad to go into detail, huh?

[text] No it’s really good.. 

[text] I’ve just never been the type to talk about it explicitly. I figure it’s no one’s business.

icecoldredfever:

[text]: Sure~ I’d be glad to show you them. They’re adorable.

[text]:

Back to the topic though. You getting tired of boring old Waldo, or what?

[text] Sounds good. 

[text] No, it was an accident Ivar. I didn’t mean to imply that I wanted you. I’m fine with Berwald, thanks.

icecoldredfever:

[text]: I can come by if you’re too shy to come here dear.

[text]:

You can check out my pussies if you come here tho.

[text] I definitely wouldn’t mind seeing your cats sometime though.

[text] as I hope that’s what you mean.