thoughts on yates calling 47 a good boy at the end of closing statement đ€?
I mean he is a good boy, I don't see any lies there.

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thoughts on yates calling 47 a good boy at the end of closing statement đ€?
I mean he is a good boy, I don't see any lies there.
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Tsuki screamed and fell into the bathtub, water splashing everywhere. âJae Seong!â
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Faris Immediately covered herself with the curtain upon hearing the creak that signaled the bathroom door opening. turning to see who it was this time, it was the new swabbie. figures. âYOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO CLOSE THAT DOOR AND FORGET YOU SAW ANYTHING.â
Other than brandy whatâs your go to?
I like wine, full bodied reds, also German sweet whites in the summer because I'm secretly a housewife from the 70s eyeing a handsome guy over the car key filled fruit bowl and hoping my husband doesn't end up with that slag from number 73. Again.
Dark ales, none of that hoppy shit. Beer that tastes like the earth got in it.
Wet martinis with enough olives to constitute two of my five a day.
Herbal liquors brewed by women in Spain that my mum knows that come in plastic water bottles and are probably illegal.
Gin and tonics the size of goldfish bowls.
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There was nothing better to combat the freezing temperatures of a Midgarian winter than a rooftop hot tub; luckily, Zed had a very nice one at the penthouse, and he was blissfully settled into the warm waters with half a buzz on.
He closed his eyes, sighing happily, opening them quickly when he heard a loud -splash- when Balto entered the hot tub, weaving slightly after drinking a bit of wine.
âYou drunk, man?â Zed inquired, a redundant question if ever there was one. He belched, then reached over for the rest of his wine. âFuckinâ lightweight,â Zed added, cackling.
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Bartz whistled a lovely tune as he was enjoying a very warm bath in a hot spring, he was relaxing his sore muscles from all the fighting and sparring he has done over the years heâs been traveling the world and helping others.Â
Battle scars from previous fights were all over his body as he washed himself with water, his short brown hair was now damped. He didnât even hear someone familiar coming into the spring he was currently in.