The Home of Trolls: Ida
Believe me Nor! I’d really fuckin’ love to!
But…*awkward stare*
*weak smile* I’m not pushing you. Just thought you’d like to know.
Yeah…
I just…
Feels like he’s ‘bout t’ pop on outta there any day now and if stuff started happenin’ while we were-*hugs a little to desperately*
This isn’t very fun y’know…I feel like a big round blob ‘n it all hurts.
*returns the hug, stroking her hair tenderly* I know. I’m sorry. At least it’ll be over soon, whatever happens. *kisses her forehead*
I keep thinkin’ it’s happenin’, ‘n it’s s’posed to be happenin’ any day now! I just wanna get it over with. *holds onto him as tight as she can*
Nice to meet ya! I'm Denmark, but y'can call me Ida. Now let's get some stuff straight, don't fuck with my friends or my family, or I will have to get my axe. Only I'm allowed to annoy them. And don't think just 'cause I'm a girl I can't mess up yer face 'nd win a drinking contest against anyone! So yeah, welcome 'n stuff! 