I'm Normal. I Swear

I'm normal. I swear

☀️BLUE SKY☁️ - CHAPTER 7

“Chell climbed down from the crate she was using as a stepladder, and plonked a large, heavy, honey-coloured bowl down on the big central table.

Wheatley watched her nervously, his hands splayed on the floury tabletop. He had his placeholder grin on- the worried, darty-eyed one which meant that he had no idea what was about to happen, and was waiting for a little more input before he decided whether to be pleasantly surprised or properly alarmed.

"What're you doing?"

"We," she said, stressing the word and hefting a two-pound sack of flour onto the tabletop, "are making bread."”

Throwin a fit cuz he died 🥺 them big ol soccer cleats with the SPIKES AND THICK SOLES OH MY GAAAAAWWWWDD!!! HFHRGRHVRTHGRGRR!!!!!

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I almost forgot to post this

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That's my husband on the left, who in real life is British, has blue eyes and wears glasses, and works in IT. It's like it was meant to be :)

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