mari sykes, cat enthusiast

; four ;

➸ november sixth, two-thousand sixteen ➸

"mari."

"danny."

"why do you keep assuming its me?"

"because i know it's you!"

"fine. okay."

"so, what do you need help with?"

"oh, nothing, im just bored."

"dont you have friends to keep you entertained? i was in the middle of watching anime!"

"arent we friends? although im not sure that i want to be friends with someone who watches anime!"

"dont. insult. anime."

"what are you going to do, kitten, pop through the screen and claw my eyes out?"

"i can practically feel you smirking."

"wow, do you have ESPN?"

"its called esp, idiot."

"its called being sarcastic, kitten."

"please, for the love of cats, stop calling me that!"

"fine then, marbear."

"NO!"

"marmar?"

"nope."

"marrrriiii?"

"that is gonna get pretty tiring for you to type, and even more tiring for me to see. its literally just a long version of my name!"

"fine then, kitten it is."

"just call me my name!"

"ok then, maribella."

"how do you know that?"

"im seriously scared right now."

"oh, i was talking to someone earlier, they said their name was shari? they told me all kinds of interesting things about you. (yes, i am totally smirking right now)"

"i am going to kill her, and then im going to kill you with her body!"

"oh, i thought you would strangle me with your cat socks!"

"thats it. im leaving."

"no, kitten come back!"

"maribella?"

"mari!"

"ugh, fine, be that way!"