Simon's Links
"Quiet down. I'm trying to listen to my music."
"You belong in hell with the rest of the pretty bloods."
"Get out of my way, you're getting blood fucking everywhere..."
“Like it’s my fault…” Tiramisu responds underneath his breath.
"She's not my problem."
Just another worker in the Pretty Blood facility. She doesn’t even remember his name.
"Stop touching me and go perve on someone else you fucking atrocity."
“You’re so soft!~” BloodLust likes to harass Simon every time he comes by to clean Dr. Kaste’s laboratory.
"Out of my way, Tin can."
“Fuck you, coughed up hairball! You’re lucky I’m on your side. :]”
Whatever the doc wants, he gets.
"Clean this mess, we do not pay you to be an imbecile."
"Your fur hurts my eyes... move."
“I will find out your favorite songs and blast them outside your room at night!”
Simon doesn't mind puff as much but still doesn't care enough about him to assist him...
Just enough to turn a blind eye.
He avoids him and tries not to get in her way.
He finds solidarity in the fact that they hate eachother.
He is an annoyance but useful.
She finds him irritating.
He smells bad, she's ugly and they are fucking annoying.
They make a pile of shit on a New York street look like a Gucci product.
They think she's a fucking Diva and her room is a pigstye of glitter, makeup and fabric.
Plush thinks Simon could have some potential to be beautiful if they actually tried, but of course could never be better than herself.
They have kissed before while drunk at the New Years party... never again.
Confetti had stared at Simon the whole time during it.
She thinks that he's a bit too sweet for his own good... but at least his messes smell nice.
He hates them, she's seen him at his absolute worst.
They don't mind this one... She thinks he's a dick but all in all he's staying out of his business.