Abolish all pair branding and let them kiss.
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Abolish all pair branding and let them kiss.
They said Jay and Captain have history as best friends until things got strained, Sant and Captain are fans of each other as dessert experts, Jay and Sant have been down for each other from minute one they just need to work through a few things, give us Jay and Captain trying to win over Sant, AND I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO HOPE FOR A THROUPLE?????? THE POLY IS WRITING ITSELF AND I HAVE TO PRAY TO KHUN CHEEWIN (not on this production) TO GET IT?????
Evening cruise on Lil' Star with s/v Vanessa in the main channel. Beautiful evening to watch the sun go down on the water. #adventure #aadguraynameh #california #captainjay #dinghy #svvanessa #harborcruise #lifeisgood #marina #notacareintheworld #peaceful #portabote #thisiswinter #ventura #waheguru (at Channel Islands National Park)
I have too much fun with this, I should be stopped.
She suddenly shrugged out of Norrington’s jacket and walked past Nicollette and Gillette toward the exit. She shoved the garment in her husband’s hands without hesitation. “I need to speak with my sister…excuse me…”
Gillette opened his mouth to speak, but Nicollette nudged him and shook her head frantically, making a “cease” gesture around her jugular with her free hand as if to say, Don’t do it, Gillette—it’s a trick!
The Commodore looked down at the garment in his possession, then up to the thin cloth barely covering his wife’s body.
“Jessica?”
She fought a groan and turned. “Damn it all, Commodore. I’ll be careful, you have my word.”
He quirked an eyebrow as he crossed the room in slow, purposeful strides. “I do believe at this very instant you are extremely scantily clad, and I would prefer it greatly if you donned my coat while among the general public, or I will not be responsible for my actions if a besotted young gentleman attempts to approach you and I have to cause him considerable harm.”
Nicollette eyed Gillette behind Norrington’s back as if to say, Told you.
“Darling… James…” Norrington executed a particularly strong lunge and she had to push him back with considerable force. “Commodore!” His sizzling green eyes dropped to hers. “Calm yourself. We should at least hear what Jack has to say.”
“Oh,” Norrington began, voice filled with indignation, “so it’s Jack all of sudden?”
Jessica’s eyes flashed at the implication. “James Lawrence Norrington, I’m gonna slap you in a minute—”
“Please do—or here’s an idea: Jack over there could fight on your behalf! Hold a moment, you may want to rethink that option, he may flee.”
As Jack recognized the killing impulse in his comrade’s eyes, and he felt a bit of guilt setting the two against one another, albeit unknowingly, he cleared his throat. The quarreling couple rounded on him.
“What?” they boomed in unison.
Jack made a face then mustered up a smile in the face of such…intense adversity. “I was jus’ gonna say how much it warms me heart to see you two together.”
As Lawrence walked away, James’s eyes bored into his back.
“Darling?” Jessica inquired.
“Yes dear,” James responded in a monotone.
She turned serene, mock-innocent eyes upon him. “Would it be at all acceptable if I stuffed him in a small cramped space without a stitch of clothing? Preferably before dinner, as I would loathe to lose my appetite.”
James attempted with all his might to maintain a straight face. He succeeded for all of five seconds at being exasperated before a faint smile broke the seriousness of his features. He looked down at her and met her gaze. If anyone ever doubted he had married the right woman, this moment would surely prove them wrong.
“Hold that in reserve,” James told her softly, then walked away, hands still clasped behind his back.
Nicollette was relieved she was not in the middle of the two of them—as usual—because if looks possessed the power to end life, it would have been a double murder and nothing would have been achieved except for them bickering in the afterlife.
Are you still going to sell the Charms of Kyubye and Punpun at AX?! :D
yup! ^o^
captainjay replied to your post: “my dash is a thick layer of tears and finals”:
I finished mine today! I have confident you'll do great! :DD Then those tears of sadness and procrastination will be tears of joy and relief. Good luck.
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I was going to send you a link of a gif of "Ned's Declassified." So we can see how we will be once we sadly realize our time has run out to procrastinate. Unfortunately, it did not let me.
oh LMAO yea theres a thing called planning fallacy in psychology and i am very much slapped with it