SHES LITERALLY INSANE.
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SHES LITERALLY INSANE.
Behbeh
When the jam starts poppin before you finish
first pick
It’s a bit cold for his liking, but when did a little chill deter him from short sleeves? He presses his black jacket to his side with a stiff elbow. Unbuttons the cuffs of his wrinkled shirt to slide the cotton up his arm. Before his third go at the Alolan Vulpix plushie claw machine, he notices the trace of obligatory sake on his lips with a flick of concentration.
Another ₽400 for the next biggest challenge of his life.
Exaggerating? Nah.
A new chapter is on the horizon, and the calculated touchdowns of empty bottles distracting from the truly buzz-inducing side conversations makes sure of it. Whether they wrote it for him or he made it his, is still undetermined, but he doesn’t intend to say pass just yet.
Learned hits and a decisive press wins him the light blue plushie. It’s a decent deal - a good 30cm in height. Fire scratches its snout with reflex as he dedicated a season to train his own Vulpix, discovering the right time for her evolution. Was it right? Pursing his lips, he wonders if the CopyCat girl would like this— then wonders if she already has one. Losers were plenty in an arcade, so the trainer turns away from his claw machine to consider using his tired voice a little longer tonight.
Some of the peaches fell off the trees in last night's storm. I "saved" these, but there were a whole lot of stripped peach pits laying around! Everything eats peaches evidently.
Which of the Guardian Stones did you pick?
I Choose YOU!
Remember the schoolyard days when team captains picked their players one by one. I wasn’t exactly athletic, and I sure didn’t bloom like the other roses on the bush. So, you guessed it — I was usually chosen last. Oh, the sting of that self-pity! I’m so thankful I outgrew my lack of self esteem. But Jesus isn’t like those captains. He came on a mission of love – one that chooses each one of us:…