Your blog is so cute... ;; <333 That theme is so pretty omgosh! The colors, everything, it's just so nice!
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(I definitely won't hit you with this pan now.)

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Your blog is so cute... ;; <333 That theme is so pretty omgosh! The colors, everything, it's just so nice!
♔─░ 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓
❝─Oh gosh thank you miss! I really appreciate it! ❞
(I definitely won't hit you with this pan now.)
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⊗22. Muse A just moves in to an apartment and sings really loudly. Muse B goes over to tell Muse A to shut the fuck up but when the door opens, Muse B finds Muse A too attractive to say it.
Cade always knew he needed a new apartment, so by the time it actually came around to happen he was overjoyed; after all, all that time working in shabby restaurants as a waiter had to pay off somehow. Waving the last delivery truck off he sighs happily, lifting his last box of books up and trying somehow to get his key out of his pocket and make it up the apartment block stairs at the same time. Walking up the stairs he starts to sing 'Livin' on a prayer' inside his mind to at least give himself the needed motivation to get up the stairs, in which it helped, but as soon as he got inside the door he raises his voice, eyes closing as he kicks the box in, forgetting to close the door behind him. "Ohhh! We're halfway there! Ohhh! Livin' on a prayer! Take my--" He stops, looking over to the door and cringing inside and out; since when did that guy get there?
He gulps down, trying to hide the obvious embarrassment present upon his cheeks. "O-Oh hi.." He almost whispers, hand out stretching to shake the others. "I'm sorry for that i'm just a bit excited you see--" He face palms inside, groaning as he's now making a fool of himself in front of his fairly attractive new neighbour. Clearing his throat he can't find any words to say, instead he just buries his face in his hands, hoping to just disappear.
Handsome guy, Don't you want food ? {/chuckles'}
"Food? Yes, that would be appreciated but...i'm not handsome.." He frowns slightly.
[ text → Rilakkuma ] oppa
[ text to: korilakkuma♥ ] what's cooking good looking [ text to: korilakkuma♥ ] stop me from doing anything like that ever again pls
[` falls on top of you ] princess
(`pokes your nose.) yes, my prince?
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♟:Patching up a wound
He winces once the sting of the anti-bacterial wipes goes into the cut on his finger. He was simply trying to cut carrot sticks up when the blade immediately sliced through his thumb, in which a loud cry of pain resulted in the other rushing into Cade; he notices her motherly side come out far too easily. He's sitting down on the couch with the female across from him, pulling his hand back everytime she even tried to put a plaster on him. "Fine! Don't let me clean up your stupid injury! I shouldn't have even bothered to help you--" Of course, Cade replies with a rather immature reply of sticking his tongue out.
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♝:Reading a book together
They're sitting in the library together going over their project work that had to be handed in together; coffee and tea stains all over the battered table that the college library had to offer. "Mm, it's okay I guess, you still need to add a few more points though.." He teases the female, poking her side and wiggling his eyebrows; though he stops once he receives a scowl in return. "--y'know Cade, not everyone is as 'smart' as you, give me that." When the paper is snatched from his hand all he can do is give an amused chuckle, sitting back against the chair. "I'll have you know, even Einstein can't compare to my IQ levels." He mutters, looking over the girl's shoulder as she reads only to point out a spelling mistake, laughing lightly and tutting. "You know what you need?" Reaching behind him he takes out the dictionary from the bottom shelf; slamming it down on the table rather loudly. "This--"
Needless to say Cade went home that night with a rather big bruise on his shin.