*kisses lips* Pass this on to the first five people on your dash.
"Well, hello Matt."
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*kisses lips* Pass this on to the first five people on your dash.
"Well, hello Matt."
*kisses lips* Pass this on to the first five people on your dash.
"I think I have to wash my mouth out with like….acid."
[kisses lips] Pass it on by kissing the first ten people on your dash
"We're just going to pretend that never happened, okay?"
[kisses lips] Pass it on by kissing the first ten people on your dash
"How about you not kiss me again."
[kisses lips] Pass it on by kissing the first ten people on your dash
Woah! What the He-
[kisses lips] it's a kissing disease! Spread it by kissing the first ten people on your dash ;)
"I know we don’t know each other but you should know I really like kisses.”
[kisses lips] it's a kissing disease! Spread it by kissing the first ten people on your dash ;)
" If you touch me one more time, my father will make sure you regret it. "
+3 people started following you
Beacon Hills had been boring Magnus was positive of that. He'd come to help Dr Deaton with a spell he needed. And afterwards he'd decided to stay for a little while, to make things interesting. But after finding all the clubs and bars full of men and women, mundane and supernatural, well, you could say he was having a good time. In fact, he was in the process of making his way to the bar once again when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Turning round, Magnus arched an eyebrow curiously at them.