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Ooooooh enemies to lovers excellence about to strike again
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I am absolutely distraught over the funny fnaf shitpost game and the death of an aubergine got me in shambles.
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BOB SAID THAT BELLAMY’S REACTION TO CLARKE’S RADIO CALLS WILL BE “KINDA ADRESSED” ON EPISODE 1
“HAPPY DAY ALEX AND DAVIS” AOSNFASIONFIOSNOIASNGOISOGNOSANG
Im losing followers cause i post feminist stuff, I mean, seriously ??? o_o
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“You, um– It’s a long list. It’s kinda really embarrassin’.” It was weird to actually think about, really, because he’d spent so long trying not to think about liking Archer at all.
“Well, uh. I like your hair. And you’re a smooth talker, that’s cool. But you ain’t as scary as I thought you’d be. Actually, you’re… really nice. Almost too nice? If that makes sense? I um…”
He coughed, clearing his throat. X was skirting around the real answers, and he was well aware of it. “You… kinda really take care of me, y’know? No one’s really done that outside’a my parents. Y’re like. Everythin’ I wish I could be. I kinda look at ya an’ wonder what it’s like t’feel… nice. All the time.” That didn’t sound too depressing, right? “But uh… you make me feel nice. N-not that way. I mean yes that way, but not just that way. Like I know I get nervous, but it’s a different kinda nervous? I ain’t scareda ya like everyone else, I just…”
He paused, looking away from Archer. “Good things don’t happen t’me so. I don’t wanna mess it up.”
A nervous chuckle, and X rubbed the back of his head, shyly looking back up. “I rambled… I think what I’m sayin’ is that I just… like that you like who y’are an… that y’treat me nice.”
MAYBE ITS THE WAY HE WALKED
Read as: harry stole my heart my beautiful son