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gerards red blazer was so Good
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My Opinion on;
Character in general: -PULLS OUT CHAIR AND SITS DOWN- L I S T EN HERE— HICCUP Is the bae of all bae’s. He was and still is that awkward outcast whom tried so fucking hard to fit in and got so much more. He sees the good in everything even when no good exists. He is the sunrays that peak through the clouds on a rainy day. How they play them: -FLIPS OVER CHAIR IM SITTING IN- this person right here is a f a n fucking t a s t i c writer. On top of that their hiccup is on point, they could be the HTTYD screenwriter fOR ALL I KNOW. The Mun: I don’t know a lot about the mun, but they are a serious cool cat.
Do I:
RP with them: nopeWant to RP with them: y E SSSSSSS
What is my;
Overall Opinion:
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she can walk, she can still talk, but she can't think damn straight. annoyance is spreading through her as she twists and knocks at her door (or so she thinks), short phrases like "open sesame" and "abra cadabra" to see if her door would open. she sighs, slurred words mumbled. and then it hits her! there is always, always, a spare key under the rug. as she checks under the rug -- when did she even change it? -- she finally gets the key and unlocks the door. brows furrowing as she takes in the view of her apartment.
it's strange, she thinks. she doesn't recall moving around her furniture but it's probably just the alcohol. she slams the door close, too tired to walk towards her room and decides to sleep on the couch instead.
i finished my shit so my reward is chocolate pudding hella