.ʟᴀʀʀʏ (H)

✧ɴᴇᴡ ʟᴀʀʀʏ. ✧ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ. ✧ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ. ✧ᴏᴄ's ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ. ✧sʜɪᴘ ᴏɴ ᴄʜᴇᴍ. ✧ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ.

And that was where he found her, on his way to prepare a meal for the whole mansion. Halting in his steps; his gaze only fixated upon her. “Uh⎯ hey.”

“Now thats a voice I've missed.”

“We're the best at it. Experts.”

“Ruining the planets problems one problem at a time.”

“Hopefully in a new century.”

Yawns. “Morning.”

•|| Forgot to log back into this account on my new phone. Hi everyone!

Busted.

"Christmas is a bullshit holiday stolen from centuries ago on the beliefs of a religion deemed to be witches. I hate, following this holiday." Larry confessed, looking up. "Plus, it's all aim for gifts and not the simple stuff."

Who the hell put up the christmas tree?

Larry really just enjoyed company, the chance to talk to people. To others. His door is always open.

If fighting giant rats and crazy sex demons counts, then yes.

Enough to forget reality?

Suppose that works. teapawt.net/DISTXRTEDPICS/status/1…

..this is really missing the point.

Alcohol. Don't drink it kids.

Yeah.. he's tired today. Coffee it is.

“.. I'm lost for words.” He mumbled, just looking to his granddaughter. He really missed out on so much.

Life hasn't been kind to him. Anyway, he decided to approach her full of curiousity. “Is it true?”

Is this real? He feels like he doesn't get luck.