hello, I’m dying and craving romantic affection
"Are..you a zombie? You are not gonna eat my brain are you?"
“Not all zombies eat brains, you know...!”
–” I believe you might as well NOTICED… I can handle my problems…..sorta…”
“...I’ll get the peroxide and some more bandages...”
–” I would never…but….” What shoud I get tattooed…”
“...Something small and simple to start with... And in a spot that’s easy to cover...”
"Why is your skin blue?"
“Being dead doesn’t always mean perfect skin...”
–” I definietly won’t– Is that a yes?-”
“Well. I know a few good parlors, but you better not complain once the needle touches you...”
–”….Says you with almost 30 of them….”
–”… I am well awera of it though, you don’t have tell me everything… MOM”
“No need to be rude. I’m only trying to make sure you don’t regret this...”
[/secretly takes a cigarette break before zombie dad would kill her for it]
“...? That better not be smoke I smell...!”
[/ Casually holds up basketball guessing he would like to play]
“If we do play... you’ll need the right kind of shoes...”
///Sorry to bother you with these, but… Headcanon that Sid is hella good at basketball, but he’s not allowed to play with the students because: 1) He finds it unprofessional 2) Black*Star said it embarrasses him
–” But-..
..Sid!!-”
–” I’ve always wanted one anyways…
I just never had the money to-….”
“Tattoos are a big responsibility...”
–”...I should get a tatto too…… I really want one…”
“Annie, regardless of my own interests, I think you should consider something else...”