oh good I owe exactly 5 people, I'm gonna tag them to give myself an accountability to answer their posts (also so you guys'll know when I do, just in case :) )
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oh good I owe exactly 5 people, I'm gonna tag them to give myself an accountability to answer their posts (also so you guys'll know when I do, just in case :) )
"Don't worry, sometimes I hate myself too."
"Why should Babys care what you thinks a' yourself, lady?"
"What happened to your face?"
"Maybe I got drunk and punched a guy singing Frozen at the bar. Maybe I didn’t." He grumbled, storming past her and hopping on the barstool at the kitchen island.
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Send ✆ for a morning textSend ⁇ for a worried textSend ✘ for a text that should never have been sent
[text ; V. W.H] Morning.. - SH
[tex ; V.W.H] If you're thinking of coming over for breakfast, you should bring food, because I destroyed the kitchen. - SH
[text ; V.W.H] Where are you? Why aren't you answering? Don't make me phone the police! - SH
[text ; V.W.H] You wouldn't happen to know where my riding crop is? I can't find it and I need it for an experiment. - SH
Knock Knock
10. My character walking in on yours being attacked by a masked assailant.
Alexis was on her way to visit Hannah, and a disturbance a few blocks away from Baker Street caught her attention. The blonde had been willing to ignore it — why was some mugger her business? — when she heard an all-too-familiar voice. And that was all it took for her to get involved.
Alexis puller her gun out of the inside pocket of her jacket, finding herself glad that today hadn’t been one of the days where she’d decided to leave it at home. “Step the fuck away from her.” the sniper commanded, the weapon pointing at the attacker’s chest leaving no room for question.