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هذا لأنكِ لا تكفين عن "لماذا" أتعبتكِ الأسئلة، يا من لا تهدأ أسئلتكِ!
this you?
PUT THIS [away you go!]!? THOSE ARE [Personal affair] PICTURES. WHERE DID YOU EVEN [CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD] THIS
ftr I sent @neverwholelahey a voice clip of me saying "There's a Lying Lion Lying On That Line" so they can back me up when I say it's a fucking southern fried trainwreck.
And you should assume that's how Clari sounds when she says it. Cas' is much more charming because his voice is deep
Meanwhile Mal is an unrepentant redneck and it's great everything is in text cause the man might need subtitles like on Swamp People
Would you like a new snippet?
Louis took a deep breath, in through his nose and out through his lips. He hated wearing a suit, even if this one was on the fashionable side - with soft fabric and a bright racing stripe down the leg - and he resisted the urge to shove his hands in the pockets to try and hide the tremor in his fingers. He had never signed up for this part of the job.
And probably would’ve rejected the thing outright had he thought too hard about the speech giving aspect.
But it was too late now.
The gathered crowd and press were focused on Mario, the forever face of the Penguins and once teammate of Louis, as he finished up his own speech - welcoming everyone and waxing nostalgic about their time together - so Louis looked over at the jersey on display off to the side of the stage. The 28 in familiar colors. And there, next to it… it couldn’t be.
Louis’ breath hitched. He hadn’t thought of him in years. But there he was, older, of course, with shorter hair but still impeccably dressed.
Harry Styles.
chloe: i’m so tired of eating out. we should stop.
beca, half listening: WHAT?
beca: chloe.... you're joking, right?
chloe: no, i mean it.
beca: seriously??
chloe: yeah, seriously. it'll be hard, but i think it'll be good for us in the long run.
beca: wow i.... i'm totally not following your logic here. i was always under the impression that you, uh, liked it?
chloe: i do. but it's also lazy, you know? not super healthy. i'm actually surprised you're so opposed to this idea -- always thought you were sorta ambivalent.
beca: ambivalent?!
chloe: ...yeah?
beca: i, for one, recall always being VERY vocal in voicing my support.
chloe: huh? you do?
beca: and i believe on numerous occasions you've commented on how you could, uh... feel... just how supportive i was.
chloe: i could 'feel' how supportive you were.... about ordering take out from tony's house of pizza?
beca: wait. what?
chloe: oh my god becs, what did you think we were just talking about?
beca: hey YOU said you were sick of eating ou--
beca: .........
beca: oh.
we are the ~*wo-oOOor-st*~