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Send me “💝” For my muse to tell a confession about your muse.
"I thought you would be yet another damsel in distress that required constant help from Leon. Turns out you were a strong soul and held your own while fighting Simmons. I admire that."

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💝
Send me “💝” For my muse to tell a confession about your muse.
"I thought you would be yet another damsel in distress that required constant help from Leon. Turns out you were a strong soul and held your own while fighting Simmons. I admire that."
♜
♜ : My muse’s best friend.
conor. he’s been her best friend from the start(well not so start but still), even though emotions shifted she stills considers him as such. she wouldn’t want it any other way really, who else can say they fell in love with their best friend?
hydraharper
“ nice to finally meet the woman ingrid drones on and on about. “
[TEXT]:i got kicked out of Barns and Nobles cuz i put all the bibles in the fiction section
[SENT; HARPER]
[txt]: you are my new favorite person[txt]: not that i didn’t like you before or anything[txt]: but, you know
Double Date Dinner
Eighteen, nineteen, twenty...
Ada thought to herself as she folded in all the melted chocolate into the batter while the crock pot slowly bubbled behind her. Off to the side, Leon was squeezing in some lemon juice into the condiments in preparation for their rather exquisite seafood dinner.
Usually dinners for the Kennedy couple were fuss free but tonight, it was the first time they actually had guests over since moving into their matrimonial home. Thanks to the federal holiday weekend, Hunnigan and Harper had days off and the former suggested a small gathering, a double date of sorts.
It was a welcome change from being out in the hectic battlefield, being swarmed by undead.
Carefully pouring the chocolatey goodness into the piping bag, she squeezed the mixture into four buttered ramekins where they would remain untouched until the main courses was served. Only then would she pop them into the oven to achieve the goodness of molten lava cake.
A quick glance at the clock showed there was still time to spare. Their pets, having had their fill of cat food, lounged around in the living room. Their gazes remained on the kitchen, following Ada as she busied herself by cleaning up the counter. They had learned to stay out of the kitchen when their adoptive parents were there but the scent of delicious food always attracted their attention.
"Are you ready, handsome?" She asked out of politeness.
‘ WE BOTH know how i feel about waiting, miss harper. ‘
[text] My dick just got serenaded.
texts from last night
{Text}: Can I ask if you’re okay{Text}: Like{Text}: Are you drunk right now?{Text}: Or high{Text}: Why are we getting serenaded.{Text}: Helena where are you.
[text] Well maybe I broke my tongue!
[text: Helena]: By running your mouth too much? You do have a penchant for speaking your mind, don’t you?