Okay this is gonna last forever if I let it and I need my beauty sleep.
*Jeanette literally floats off the ground and behind the couch, putting a hand on Sylvia's helmet. Sylvia feels a vague heat in her mind, as Jean reads her thoughts to determine if she's a robot or just a weird gay blob.*
2/2
*Jeanette literally floats off the ground and behind the couch, putting a hand on Sylvia's helmet. Sylvia feels a vague heat in her mind, as Jean reads her thoughts to determine if she's a robot or just a weird gay blob.*