Um excuse you...dan does not just own ONE jumper. He has TWO. One that’s black with white stripes and one that’s white with black stripes! 😤
oh shit you’re right my apologies to mr fire! 😳

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Um excuse you...dan does not just own ONE jumper. He has TWO. One that’s black with white stripes and one that’s white with black stripes! 😤
oh shit you’re right my apologies to mr fire! 😳
@tsariiina continuing from here X
Torunn slowly opened her eyes to see the beams of light and quickly shut them once more as her eyes hurt from looking at the sun. She let out a groan moved to put her pillow over her head and started to attempt to go back to sleep once more. For she was not able to sleep last night, as she has been suffering from nightmares and whilst last night helping Natasha with her armor was a great distraction for her, she was still unable to sleep, afraid of her own mind. For she had no control over what dreams she would get each time she fell asleep. “Go away, Natasha!” Torunn shouted in a muffle, hoping that the redhead would leave her alone.
I think I’ve been longing to get into a fight with someone – France or Sartre and Simone.
Mary McCarthy in a letter to Hannah Arendt (December 22, 1964)