Well I wanna speak to the manager of gay zone because that is a fucking awful idea to take the internet and electronics away from the gays and even the straights.

Kushiel: he shrugged looking up at the ceiling. "There are no baby angels dispite what some may believe... I don't think we all start out like this.."

XD but like, you can probably just think about a person and appear in front of them.

That's true but do you honestly think I have the brain cells to have a normal conversation with another human being??

George: "Hmm... What do you remember?" George replied before hesitating. "Sorry err... What are your earliest memories?"

But like, I don't think any person does anymore XD

Kushiel: he starred off at the wall to think about it. After a second he began to speak. "I was.. looking up at the stars with Nova.." he smiled ever so slightly at the memory.

George: "Who's Nova...?" George asked quietly, almost hating himself for asking that. He just felt bad for the poor guy.

No as in, even before I got to truly realize the extent of my introvertedness, I was an awkward bi child with too many interests.

Kushiel: he paused his eyes widening for a moment. He'd let a name slip that he wasn't supposed to. "I um- no one no one.. just an old friend is all..."