the-awesome-nathan:

Wise choice. I heard Abby knows. Is that true?

*shrugs* Your guess is as good as mine. But you know Abby. Queen of the Trollingjays. I’m just the Shipping Baroness.

the-awesome-nathan:

bridgetteadams:

the-awesome-nathan:

Oh…

It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone. It’s not really any of my business, I just wanted to make Bonnie squirm.

Well okay. Just don’t tell anyone else. Shit might go down.

I won’t. I don’t want to die. *smiles*

the-awesome-nathan:

Oh…

It’s okay, I won’t tell anyone. It’s not really any of my business, I just wanted to make Bonnie squirm.

flaming-toast:

Aw. But as far as I am concerned, there are a lot of lambs in Ireland.

I don’t live in Ireland.

(Source: bridgetteadams, via demeterkid)

flaming-toast:

bridgetteadams:

flaming-toast:

bridgetteadams:

Aw. Its not lamb stew.

Chicken, sorry. It’s what Bonnie wanted.

I want lamb.

I don’t have lamb.

(via demeterkid)

flaming-toast:

bridgetteadams:

Aw. Its not lamb stew.

Chicken, sorry. It’s what Bonnie wanted.

(via demeterkid)

the-kelp-princess-of-poseidon:

bridgetteadams:

Oh. My. Gods.

Take it. Go!

the-awesome-nathan:

bridgetteadams:

the-awesome-nathan:

bridgetteadams:

ehehehehe.

Well…?

Well, my ears pick up on things that make me seem like I’m eavesdropping, when I’m not.

Okay…?

*whispers* soiaccidentallyoverheardyouaskingbonnieifshewasdreamingaboutyou. *coughs*

another-bonniewoods-account:

It’s really good, you know. Seriously.

-smiles- Thanks.

Now I know I can survive on it.

(Source: bridgetteadams)