#hiiiiii.

[sunshades]

jill ur falling down the hill!

[abyssage]

🐟🐟🐟

[ask-a-lethed-loser]

Has anyone found the panel yet?

“I’m not certain, but it’s possible that it’s hidden somewhere in plain sight. Perhaps on this control panel here?”

“On the simulator? You think so?”

“Maybe! You’re the astronaut, make yourself useful and check if there’s some kind of button that’s not supposed to be there!”

[jonathnks-blog]

Somebody other than Damian talk to me.

[anmaries-archive]

A low, honey-sweet whistle; glee breaking through her storm cloud expression. She rests a gloved finger on the decorated box, taps it twice, then offers him up an oil slick grin. “ Well now, Ah ain’t know y’were a fancy fella. ” Cigars, as far as she knew, were for a class of people she didn’t quite belong to. Cigarettes nicked from the corner store, or, if she was truly desperate, butts swiped from the asphalt — that was more her style. Dirty, scum of the earth. Cigars were highbrow and far fancier than the company she kept. “ Question is … are you the sharin’ type, sugah? ” @broughtdoom

[leafiion]

I passed all my classes by the wayy.. I was only taking 3 this semester (I’ve got 2 legal cases going on) but I actually got normal grades and didn’t Fail.

[tmmydrip]

what