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#relatable hayley
Station 19 - 4x14
The lack of tattoos on my body is highly upsetting.
ma’am...
learning self love
I would be the worst spy of all time because on one hand I overshare like hell, but on the other hand I also have THE shittiest memory so it’s really a lose/lose scenario for everyone involved.
guy interrogating me: What’s the passcode?
me: Ah fuck. I think it might be 792.....4?
me: Actually no I think it starts with a 2.
me:
me: Yeah I usually just rely on muscle memory for it. Do you think you could get a keypad in here? That might be faster.
guy interrogating me: who do you work for?!
me: Okay, so this is super embarrassing. I know he told me his name when we first met but I forgot and at this point it would be weird if I asked him for his name again, right? So I just kind of go with “sir” whenever I have to talk to him. It might be David though. He looks like a David.
me, after being extracted: bad news guys, I totally blew Dave’s cover.
my boss: Wait, what?
me: Yeah, like they had knives and shit and it was kind of stressful so I just told them that my contact’s name was David Johnson. Really sorry about that.
boss: We don’t have a David Johnson working for us. Are you thinking of James?
me:
me: Good news, guys, I did not blow James’ cover!
Enemy 1: So, how did the interrogation go?
Enemy 2: We got nothing. All they did was ramble on about their childhood trauma for two hours.
Enemy 1: Hmm. maybe lower the dose of the truth serum next time.
Enemy 2: We didn’t use truth serum.
me: So I managed to listen in on them for an hour through the air ducts
spy 2: and what did you learn?
me: Oh, nothing. I zoned out like five minutes into them talking.
I try to tell my team the way back to the enemy base, but I forgot the address and every time they ask which way to turn I do the L hand trick to remember left from right.
Does anyone else desperately need instructions to function but also hates being told what to do
sleeping in somebody’s arms while they run their fingers up & down your body...... heaven... highly recommend....
"Pretty" and "handsome" are not gender specific. Boys can be pretty and girls can be handsome. It's all about the AESTHETIC you fools