𝕾𝖎𝖌𝖒𝖚𝖘

“ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕝’ 𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕪. 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡 𝕪𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕?” 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙄𝙇𝙁 𝙈𝙀𝘼𝙏.

🐊: Anyone wanna buy titty pics for some cash?

No takers? Heck.

Actually, make him breakfast and he’ll take you shopping or something.

Someone make him breakfast. He hungers.

Tired lizard. Yaaaawwwnnn.

Stomp. Stomp. Lizard is making dinner.

Well. He had breakfast. He’s goin back to binge some shows.

He was quick to make the feline a plate before sliding it over. “Now eat up and go back home ya goof. I got stuff I gotta do today.”

“Quit yer yappin cat boy. I’m already making one.” He rolled his eyes again as he started frying up more eggs and sausage.

“Remi. Make your own. Doesn’t your wife usually cook for you?” He rolled his eyes. Looks like he had to make two burritos now.

“Sol. You better not be letting that chick fingerblast you in my bed.” He could hear them going at it. He thinks they’re in the guest room but who knows. He’s making himself a breakfast burrito.

Scratching his belly as he stomps toward the kitchen. Hungry croc.

He wants something sweet. But he forgot to stop at the store. DoorDash? Or does anyone wanna bring him some ice cream.

Yaaawwwnnn. Croc is getting tired. He’s gonna go relax in his room. He misses @DeadlyDxlight intensely.

Croc is back home after a long day of running errands.

She wishes. She could just ask to cuddle or something. He is a God after all.

Horny lizard. Eyeing his followers to see who would make a good afternoon lay.

He’s stretching and grumbling. Time to go do his rounds.

Yawning lizard. He’s very tired.

He see’s you, Dwarf.