Toby: *h just flawlessly dodges, and evertually knocks the hatchet out of your hands*
Toby: i win!
lillac: -i hurt like crap ;w;- . . :>
Toby: eh drink this white shit, it tastes like cat piss but it works!
lillac: <>v<> uhh . . . Wut-
Toby: *hands you a canteen of white liquid that is the same consistency as blood*
lillac: -ew- ;w;
Hallo
hoi
Toby: yeah it looks all weird to! again, trust me it works!
lillac: ok ;-; -le drink-
:>
*it really does taste like cat piss*
Toby: dont worry the taste goes away in about an hour!
Lillac: -mor ew- ok ;>;
