09-08-2018, 06:30 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana;"]Gabriel wasn't sure he could say he loved flowers but he did love catnip and weed. Any plant that could get him high, really. Except mushrooms were a little iffy, he wasn't sure he was cool with hallucinating into oblivion yet. It could either be very cool or very terrifying, and he wasn't sure he was ready to take that risk quite yet. He did, however, have an appreciation for art. He wasn't very good at it, but he could be supportive of his friends at the very least.
"Hey, Cosette," the serval greeted dryly, trying to keep his voice low so as not to startle her. He remembered vaguely that she'd seemed shy and nervous when he'd first met her about a week or so ago. "Why are you staring at a basket of flowers like that?" Gabriel then snorted, one-eyed gaze flitting between Cosette and her little collection. It looked almost like she was willing something to happen to them.
"Hey, Cosette," the serval greeted dryly, trying to keep his voice low so as not to startle her. He remembered vaguely that she'd seemed shy and nervous when he'd first met her about a week or so ago. "Why are you staring at a basket of flowers like that?" Gabriel then snorted, one-eyed gaze flitting between Cosette and her little collection. It looked almost like she was willing something to happen to them.
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