Literature
Taking The L // L Lawliet TG TF MC
"Eeeee!" Inky pumped her fists in the air, big brown eyes shimmering and full of sparkles. "This is too good to be true! Am I dreaming? Am I dead!?" She bounced up and down on her heels, buzzing with a vibrant energy that emanated from every inch of her. "If you're dreaming, I'd be quite pleased if you dreamt up a mansion and a billion euros for us. If you're dead, this would indubitably be a rather underwhelming form for the afterlife to take." Penn stood in the doorway with his arms crossed, a knackered but affectionate smile on his face. "I'm glad you like it." "I love it!" Inky sprung over, throwing her arms around him in a tight hug. Penn made a noise that sounded like a mix between someone being strangled and what you'd get when you squeezed a squeaker toy. "Oxy...gen..." He rasped helplessly before his little sister released him, all giggles and smiles. Penn cleared his throat, trying to pretend like those last few seconds hadn't happened while smoothing out his suit
