After a recent hospital trip, my muse is feeling a little loopy from painkillers and has become quite chatty. Send “TMI” for my muse saying something about yours that is a little too personal!
The moron giggled and whooped as he twirled about and walked as if he were a baby deer; always falling as if his legs were to wobbly and weak. His bright eyes locked on Violet, and his rather lost expression melted into one of absolute love and excitement. “VIOLEET!! HIIIII!!” Both arms wrapped around the girl and he laughed stupidly. “HEY, HEY, YOU WANT TO KNOW A FUNNY STORY? I ALMOST KILLED YOU ONCE WHEN I WAS CORRUPTED.”