As a mayoman myself, honestly that's just how it is sometimes. Like drunk octopi we randomly shift between the color of marshmallow and the color of a delicate rose, with the occasional dip into angry grape territory
ugh, sometimes with random fucking patches of color 😑 love being covered in blotches if I'm a little too warm or feeling strong emotion, and the absolute best is getting the bright red muzzle when I cry
As a mayoman myself, honestly that's just how it is sometimes. Like drunk octopi we randomly shift between the color of marshmallow and the color of a delicate rose, with the occasional dip into angry grape territory
ugh, sometimes with random fucking patches of color 😑 love being covered in blotches if I'm a little too warm or feeling strong emotion, and the absolute best is getting the bright red muzzle when I cry
Mayo blotch gang rise up! I get them if I drink booze too fast.