Breaking jar of pickles on floor.
“...Dude, why..”
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Breaking jar of pickles on floor.
“...Dude, why..”
// n o you gotta kick my ass, dylan there's no other option
- “Do you think my date likes slutty?” -
“You know man... its really hard to ignore something like that when I’, one bloody isle down in the same damn department store.”
QUICK! SOMEONE AUTUMN MY BOTTOM!
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Matthieu used to have a drinking problem but after it almost killed him one winter in his mid-twenties, he gave up on alcohol and still fights cravings from time to time. He’ll have a casual drink if he thinks it’ll get him somewhere with someone but avoids indulging if he can.
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💐 - Your muse gives my muse a big bouquet of flowers.
“Flowers? If you think making a show of affection will get you anywhere.. you’re absolutely right.” Ambroise smirked, taking the bouquet with a coy look over the rims of his glasses before turning his attention to the flowers, gently stroking a petal. “So what inspired such a gift, hm?”
"Hallo, I have qvuestion. Do you speak anything other than idiotic gibberish?"
The pyro was silent for a moment, staring at the other, then crossing his arms. “Excuse you….I cun take off my musk.” He isn’t really used to showing his face, but he could. “If you wunt me to, of course.”