Just when I think I can concentrate enough to do some work..
Kat: OH HIYAAA
if you could be made out of anything other than skin, what would you be made out of?
me: excuse me sir, whats your name?
him: urm, why?
me: oh nothing, just adding you to my hitlist…
the awkward moment when your hope of being Kathryn’s valentine contradicts your intense LilyKat shipping