“Is anyone alive out there?”
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“Is anyone alive out there?”
My hobbies:
• causing chaos for the entity
• locker jumping
• loving on my sleepy boy
…
pretty much sums it up.
((Debating on deleting this account and creating a multiple oc/dbd rp one. Decisions. Decision.))
👗 - that god forsaken tie
Dwight was about to greet Quentin but was stopped. He watched how Quentin went straight for his tie. He widened his eyes, a blush coming to his cheeks. He became slightly embarrassed.He cleared his throat and swatted, gently, at Quentin’s hands.“Quentin, it’s fine! You always do this.”He brought a hand to his cheek to hide his blush.
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‘I wonder if I can take his glasses when I kill him. I’ve always looked stylish in eyewear… And covered in his blood.’
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Min looked over to Dwight seeing how tired he was she forced herself from picking at her nails. She gave him a small smile and an even smaller shrug. “You seem tired.” Min mentioned softly scooting over just a bit she patted her thigh. “If you need to rest don’t stay awake for my account.”
@dashingdwight
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“Some years in the service might have toughened him up.”
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“Don’t feel bad, I also have the habit of hiding in lockers when I really shouldn’t.”