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ΠΑΡΕ ΤΟΝ ΠΟΥΛΟ ΑΟΔΕ.
ειδα τυχαια τη συζητηση:P αοδε ισ λαβ ρε κοπελια! χμ ποιος ειναι ο χαμηλοτερος βαθμος διαγωνισματος φετος?ποσες ωρες διαβαζεις καθημερινα?τι σε δυσκολευει?
τα παραλες πιστευω, οχι και λοβ το αοδε χαχα.χαμηλοτερος βαθμος προς το παρον ειναι το 18-90/100 στο πρωτο μου διαγωνισμα απο μια μαλακια που νομιζα οτι δεν χρειαζοταν να την γραψω.πρωτον δεν διαβαζω καθημερινα αοδε.μου χει παρει ομως και 3ωρο το μαθημα ημερας. θενκ γιου:)
-rolls in- "Goodbye Fushimi-senpai." -rolls out-
"and... where are you going?'
[Whispers in ear] I want to do the dirtiest things to you. {pass on to the first 10 blogs on your dash and see their reaction}
♔ “Dirtiest things as in you wanna get down and dirty with me to start a mini food fight in the cafeteria??" the pink hair shota inquired innocently while tilting his head slightly to the right to move away from the older male who had invaded his personal space to whisper some weirdest nonsense into his ear. Nagi stared at the dark blue hair male with an unreadable poker face while analyzing the advantages and disadvantages in leaning a hand to the complete stranger whom he had never seen on any sort of television programs before. If he was a part of the entertainment world, the young teen was positive that he wouldn’t be spending more than five seconds of engaging in a mini staring contest with the other to figure out his identity.
♔ “Look Mister whatever your name is~♪ The idea of causing a chaos among the idiotic co-workers of Eiichi, Kira and mine may seem amusing to you and me~♪ but it would be too much of a hassle for me~♪ Since if I decided to aid you on your silly little mission to annoy the Old Man, ~♪ I would probably be the one who is the receiver of one of the Old Man’s tediously long lectures cause you’re obviously not an employee in this Agency~♪ Besides isn’t it obvious that the silly little plan of yours to trash our Agency is bond to fail since there’s too many nonsense in it as well as some loops holes in the ridiculously simple proposition of creating a pandemonium between the employees don’t cha think? ~♪ So you should count me out in 'dirtying up' the Old Man's Agency because there's no merriment for me in cleaning up the mess someone else made ~♪ "
[Whispers in ear] I want to do the dirtiest things to you. {pass on to the first 10 blogs on your dash and see their reaction}
"What do you mean by that? The 'dirtiest things'? I'm... not one hundred percent certain what you mean but I hope you mean we'll play in the mud or something like that."
chitose-san
brashconfidence
homrasnightingale
mama-yata
ao-de
It isn't often the owner of the bakery gets to go on his own errands, but Tatara and Kamamoto are wrist deep in flour and even the aprons haven't helped their clothing any. It's only one delivery, and the house isn't even that far from the shop, so he can spare some time to hopefully please a customer with this order.
His steps are quick, long legs fortunately helping his timing. It isn't that he doesn't trust his employees. No, he simply prefers being there to watch over the shop in the event they are suddenly bombarded by customers. It has happened before...
And his counter suffered as a result.
He follows the dirt path to this particular house and knocks on the door, box balance carefully on one hand while waiting for the answer.
"Good afternoon. Your order is ready," he greets, holding the box out now with both hands when the door is opened.
*gropes* (Pass it on to the next 5 on your dash.)
INTERNAL SCREAMING