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Visita à escola Mitchell Brook Primary School para participar do evento Big Assembly da Place2Be, instituição de caridade da qual Kate é patrona. O evento marcou o início da Semana da Saúde Mental Infantil de 2017 | 06.02.2017

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Clizzy + Help-mywife text posts pt. 3

[deamaia]

Clizzy + Help-mywife text posts pt. 2 

Bonus:

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chmw:

minwoo follows her gaze and finds himself staring at their creation, whether in awe or horror, the look is difficult to decipher. the pastry that meets his stare sits in the tiny toaster oven, as harmless as a beast that has yet to be disturbed from its sleep.

exchanging a glance with micha, he wields his butter knife as a hero wields a sword, and cuts off a corner of the monstrosity. there’s a moment of hesitation before he brings it to his lips. he finds himself grinning as he’s chewing through the two friends’ past hour of work and his perennial optimism makes itself known, as it rarely fails to do. “it still tastes pretty decent, though.” he cuts off another piece and offers it to micha with a proud smile.

Micha's cooking and baking skills were as average as they could get. She knew how to cook basic things but she wasn’t exactly going to be participating on the next series of Masterchef, and she was a student, a mature student but still a student and thus barely had time to learn to make proper meals.

She watches him eat a part of the pastry from their creation, a grimace on her face as she watches. Sometimes the best foods never look the most appealing, that’s probably why they say never judge a book by its cover but if this was served to Micha in a restaurant it would be sent straight back to the kitchen. “How decent is pretty decent?” Micha asks, hesitantly accepting the piece from him with scepticism. “It’s not gonna kill me right?” She asks before bringing the piece to her lips.

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° continued. ❜ { ✗ } @chmw​

“i hate to say i told you so, but i told you so!” he crosses his arms, looking smug. “look at all the pigeons you could have been feeding.” he points at the flock of pigeons trailing after the little boy that has taken to dropping his snacks outside of his stroller while his clueless mother, who’s having a loud conversation on her phone, continues on her morning jog. he lets himself laugh at his on joke before turning to sojin with all hints of laughter erased from his expression. “but jokes aside, are you okay? do you need something? water?” without waiting for a response he pulls out a bottle from his backpack and hands it to her.

With her arms folded, the expression he wore caused her to puff out her cheeks. Not only in regret, but in a bout of nausea. Taking deep breaths as she waited impatiently for the discomfort to go away. “Hmph. Well-- I like the pigeons. I still want to raise some one day... but the carbs were too good to resist!” She looks off, trying to put her focus on something other than the growing urge to puke. Something colorful, or moving by quickly. “I feel like throwing up, but water usually helps me. So I’ll take it.” Offering the best smile she could for his concern, she twists off the bottle cap and takes a good sip, before breathing out a sigh. “Thank you. I would’ve gotten sick in a second if I didn’t have something to drink.” 

[rosalynn-cam]

@chmw:

the response is immediate. “what?! that’s so not true.” he’s so offended that he almost shoots out of his chair, but he refrains. instead he focuses his energy on providing evidence on how adult his life is. admittedly, it takes a bit more energy than he had initially anticipated, but he finds his example after only a short pause and it’s perfect. “i’m going to watch batman vs. superman today. that’s rated r, isn’t it?”–well, almost perfect.

"Aw, do you need me to come and over your eyes during the naughty bits?" she teased, gently elbowing his side, "Or cover your ears if someone swears? We wouldn't want your little mind corrupted now." Truth be told, she had no idea about the purity of her friends' lives - only that her own was so absolutely scandalous and Rosalynn doubted anyone else's was comparable.