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You have a European quota?
Of course. Each year you have to file a report on it, kinda like the taxes, if you fail to meet the needed quota, youāre banished from the EU forever. Itās really stressful, I tell you.
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oliviauhm:
You have a European quota?
Of course. Each year you have to file a report on it, kinda like the taxes, if you fail to meet the needed quota, youāre banished from the EU forever. Itās really stressful, I tell you.
Well, if your mom is reminding you to watch it constantly, maybe you should watch it just to please her.
I donāt think you understand just how excruciatingly boring the show is, though. Not sure my mum is worth suffering through that.
Slow Waltzing
Joey shook her head as she laughed. āToo formal for me.ā She pushed her mask up the bridge of her nose.Ā āHow about you?ā
āYeah, I can see that... Nice mask.ā He chuckled.Ā āYou know parties arenāt my thing, Iād much rather be at home.ā
tiana--v:
āWhat is Eurovision?ā
Honestly, itās not even worth explaining. Itās totally irrelevant to anyone outside the EU, and anyone in the EU, for that matter. Just a continent-wide singing competition that makes each country embarrass themselves.
Slow Waltzing
Joey had just left the after party. She sat on the parkās bench as she stared into the night sky with her attire still intact. The tune of a song playing in the background, had her readjusting the mask over her face. āClair?ā
@clairspalding
Clair kept his eyes on Joey throughout the entire evening, the girl being he only reason he had attended the event in the first place. As soon as she headed for the exit, Clair was quick to follow her, walking over to the bench she was sat at.Ā āHey Joey. Not enjoying the party?ā
Iāve received at least ten messages from my mom today, all of them reminding me to watch Eurovision tomorrow. Iāve never really cared about the stupid show, though I just might watch it now, just to reach my European quota for the year.Ā
Lana sat under the bleachers as she pulled out a small bag with white powder. She carefully laid it in a line on the back of her palm and snorted it, taking the leftovers and rubbing it in her gums letting out a sigh.
Clair was skipping one of his lessons again, as per usual, walking around the school property aimlessly. He walked over to Lana as he spotted the girl, sitting next to her. āCare to share?ā
āEverything okay there? Please tell me youāre not pretending to be in some shitty music video.
āI couldnāt get much sleep last night. I feel so tired and Iām not sure how Iāll get through the day.ā
If only there was such things as caffeine.Ā
āIām not saying your taste in movies is bad, but by far the best film ever made will always be The Shawshank Redemption, please tell me youāve seen it,ā
Sorry, canāt do that. I can, however, tell you I tend to spend my time in a more quality way than watching films, I think youāll be quite happy to hear that.
āIs this better than my normal clothes and make up?ā
The fuck would I know what your normal clothes look like?
Having the house to myself for a month is one of the best things I have heard in my lifeā¦so iām thinking I need too throw a party any thoughts?
If you do throw this party, am I invited? In that case, hell yeah.
āOh is this yourās? Ashton asked pointing the empty desk
Do I look like an ass who gets overly possessive over a desk? Not that hard to find a different place to sit.
karmariveria:
āwhat favour?ā karma questioned, being in debt and not knowing what the debt was was something that scared her the smallest amount. she liked knowing exactly what was expected ahead of time.Ā āthis is got to be lowkey though, just between us. you canāt mention to anyone what youāre doing.ā she leaned close, pressing a kiss to his cheek, way to forward as always.Ā ābut trust me, im a good person to have on your side.āĀ
āJust a favor.ā He smiled, the sweetness in his voice almost fooling himself.Ā āDonāt worry, I keep my business to myself. Do you?ā raising his brow, he shifted further away from her, chuckling silently.Ā āI donāt trust words.āĀ
There was a buzz in the car park as the sleek black audi parked up, a few paparazzi whoād been given theĀ āANONYMOUS tipā as well as fans, freshman mostly,Ā standing round with sharpies at the ready and phones in hand to snap pictures of the BEST SELLING artist. Kie took three deep breaths, head resting on the steering wheel of the car as he calmed himself. School had been something he hadnāt attended since he was fifteen, when his career had began, now returning ( all to fix his image ) felt pointless. he threw the leather satchel over his shoulder as he stepped out, glancing around and shaking his head at some of the girls who began to approach him.Ā āIāve really got to get to the office before nineā He explained as he started walking, rushing off and trying not to flinch with every shutter sound and flash from the many cameras trained on him. It was only then he realized there was one flaw, he didnāt know his way around. He stepped through the main door, bodies blurring as they all scurried to friend groups and lockers and first classes, he had no one to rush to, apart from his security guard who never left his side, so he did the next best thing, reaching our and letting his fingerās circle around the first wrist he caught, his signature smirk painting itās way over his lips.Ā āHey gorgeous, want to help the new kid out?āĀ
Clair turned around as soon as he felt someoneās fingers wrap around his wrist, swinging his hand in a swift motion to free himself.Ā āNo thank you.ā He flashed the boy a smile in return, turning back into the direction he was headed.
āGod I need a coffee.ā
God, if only there was somewhere you could get one.