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Chapter 11 by SilasCrowley SilasCrowley

How do things go in the tent...?

Casual- a little too casual...

The tent is nice and spacious. A wooden hickory frame supports your cube-shaped tent, which Phillip takes a moment to look up at! A rusty beat-up lantern hangs from the ceiling to illuminate the interior.

He looks over your way with a knowing grin. "It's nice, but it really stands out. Guess that was your intent though." Phillip observes, while reaching down to pluck off his curl-toed green fairy shoes...

-you're speechless. He has perfectly rounded pink toenails and the skin of his feet has a soft, maintained texture. You knew noblewomen spent a lot on achieving that same look. -but, why would a boy paint his nails pink?!

-then again, he's Phillip. The girly gay ginger catboy pulls-off his gloves next, and his fingernails are just as neatly-rounded as his toenails, but are painted a pastel orange color instead of pink.

Unfortunately, you can only look for so long before you are caught- although, he does seem fine with that... "See something you like?" He asks you with a wry, smug-looking grin.

You could compliment him, if you wanted.

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