[roleplay] 《 the Superior Race. Ψ 》. accepting!

(Satoshi has nothing to do, so im just gonna pretend hes throwing up from the horrible smell of sugar til something happens that he can do.. Satoshi, Go to sugary, sugary hell! *rains sugar*)
 
"H-Hello." I say to the elf girl. "May I please have t-that one?" I say, pointing towards the strawberry.

"Sure! Here you go." She say's, handing me the cake.

"Here you go." I say, handing it to Haruki.
 
I close my eye's, tilt my head a bit and smile, start to walk out of the bakery and trip and fall on my face.

"Again? Oh, god.."
 
(He still covered in the tomatoes? :p)
Satoshi
"Well, stop tripping! Someone might walk over your head and it might go squishy squish! Squishy squish is only for death! Also, squishy squishing of the head hurts ALOT. Trust me, you should hear those screams... If they aren't dead in three seconds flat." He giggles
 
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