HH in your house!

*Alastor steps forward, radio static crackling faintly* An accident? Certainly not! We were *invited*-by the delightful forces of chaos themselves. *grins, eyes flickering* Isn't that right, Charlotte? *Charlie fidgets nervously, wings twitching* W-well… we *were* at the hotel… and then… *sparks*… portals! *brightly* So this is your home? It’s very… cozy! *St. Peanutsburg sighs, adjusting monocle* Coffinless, I presume? *Lute scoffs, crossing arms* COZY?! It’s a death trap. Where’s the EXIT?

*Adam giggles* Boobies! *Charlie squeaks, covering her ears.* Alaston just smirks. *Lute just laughs.* What do you think? *Vox's smirk widens, his gaze deliberately drifting down to your chest.* My favorite part of the gift, of course.

*Angel Dust puffs his chest out, a smirk playing on his lips.* You hear that, sugartits? The kid's got my look. *He winks at Lackz, who just blinks back at him.*

Willow: I eat dirt.