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For every ϟ in my inbox I'll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours.
Kat doesn’t like Yin, at all — there’s really nothing more to say to that. She’s not a fan regardless of what he does/will do, and she can’t imagine that’ll change much.
decorusxnex ;; adventurousx ;; brotherobjects
"Evening!"
The typical smile is spread across pink lips as she greets the other, a mound of paperwork clutched tightly against her chest as she pauses; she's on her way back from a meeting, but the brunette can never truly pass up an opportunity to greet a stranger! Always the helpful one, she is.
"Welcome to Starling City! I'm Laurel Lance."
adventurousx replied to your post: adventurousx replied to your post: hopefully by...
do you have skype bootyfull
~*~*~ [ whispers ] it's the same as my url ~*~*~
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rolls onto rolls off
come to me
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or a mr. and mrs. smith au plz
i'll add it to my list but i nEED TO WATCH THE MOVIE FIRST.
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[ whispers ] can i seduce you
[ facetouch ] pls do
ΔWhoops.
Send me a Δ if you'd fuck me.
“Nice try.”
;adventurousx; au ☣
{☤}—-It's 3:10pm. She was supposed to be back home for 2:30. She was an entire 40 minutes late. And she can't deny the trembling that courses throughout her body, the way her heart beat picks up as she nimbly unlocks the front door which led into the living room; where Chris sat. With a small glance at him, she ducks through the door; discarding her bag on the desk before making her way up to him, kicking her shoes off as she did so. Little hands press against his broad shoulders as she presses a kiss to his cheek from behind, her nose scrunching at the scent of alcohol.
She can almost feel the bruise concealing her right eye tinge in pain as she speaks. "S-Sorry I'm late, babe. There was a delay in the... bank." She was telling the truth, it's just that lately he'd made her feel feeble and weak.
