- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- 12 pm-10:30 pm (with some exceptions)
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Beginner
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, Mystery, Scifi, Romance, Yaoi, Yuri, Horror
"Of course! I think that's a fair deal," he reassured, wary. He didn't want another argument either, of course, and moved to turn away to grab conditioner. Humming softly to himself, he handed over the bottle while pretending the whole brief moment of hostility didn't happen.
"I'm sure you'll do fine, Nyle. You've got a nice personality and, like we said, you're very handsome. People like you, because you're likable. If you don't make any money there, I'll shit my pants in shock," he complimented, running a hand through his hair. "Like I said, if anyone gives you shit just say I'll go and beat you up."
"I'm sure you'll do fine, Nyle. You've got a nice personality and, like we said, you're very handsome. People like you, because you're likable. If you don't make any money there, I'll shit my pants in shock," he complimented, running a hand through his hair. "Like I said, if anyone gives you shit just say I'll go and beat you up."