ON HIATUS

humusbrick:

teewi:

humusbrick:

You are not cr- fine then. Would you like some soup? /Sits beside the childish mer./

Yes please! I am about to die of starvation, hurry up!

/Sighing, Humus pours some soup into a plate and picks up the spoon./

You need to sit up before you can get any!

/Sits up, back leaning against the wall and continues to stare at Humus with a very anticipating look on his face./