What you are about to read is all satire. I am not being serious and do not speak for all Brits. (Britain is a VERY big range of land. I’m talking about specifically where I live :3 And I’m being silly. Again, I clarify, I am NOT SERIOUS) Today I stepped out of the door (After singing the national anthem and having a cuppa, naturally) and I found that the weather was all wrong. You could actually see the sun which my vampire-self simply couldn’t take. The sky, instead of being the wonderful grey shade which it so often is, was an uncharacteristic… blue. And, I am afraid it was actually rather warm. Too hot for my liking as an ‘English Rose’. So, I fished around looking for the ancient relic which has not been seen for centuries in English history! Suncream/sunscreen or SPF. After watching an online tutorial to figure out how to apply it (I’m out of practise you see) I pranced out the door in a top hat and overcoat only to realise that such clothing would simply not pass at my school. I went back inside, put on my tie and blazer instead, stepped outside and promptly melted. Oopsy! Here I am, in a puddle, drawing Marzipan for the entertainment of none other than myself. Enjoy? Character information: - Name: Marzipan Species: Goat Age: Adolescent Colouring: ‘Blue’ and cream AFAB
Oh, and please no “(insert place) is hotter!” I am aware of this. I’m saying it’s uncharacteristically hot for England and specifically where I (see that ‘I’?) live. •_(uwu)>• I will eat the toes of anybody who says this :P /j
