Eridan tapped his pen on his open notebook that was set on his lap. He hummed while thinking; being in the middle of doing science and algebra. this troll needs more fun in his life. Rahab, eridan's pet, sat by his side; a wing wrapped around eridan's shoulder.
Although Eridan is admired by that Angel.
what can (C/N) do to cure his boredom?
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Ad: as you can see i'm back, and feeling better! thanks to all of you who worried. even if i threw up ten times i'm still eating, i'm not starving myself due to fearing to puke. but. hiya!
YOU ARE READING
♒ Eridan's wwhatevver book ♒
Randomalright. this shit is good for my fuckin ego I guess, I may be depress wwhen I put somethin up in here, or just wwant to let out somethin, maybe randomness or maybe just wwant to share thins wwith all a you, sounds good? good. I'm feelin coddamn pl...
