✵—; Time to play pick a stranger and take them to dinner. And the winner is-- "You!" he laughed, taking the passerby gently by the elbow. "Have you a moment? Or the night?"

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✵—; Time to play pick a stranger and take them to dinner. And the winner is-- "You!" he laughed, taking the passerby gently by the elbow. "Have you a moment? Or the night?"
hi guys pick a character cuz i'm lazy and i dunno who to choose
➥ it’s a-l-m-o-s-t like i found a friend…
poisonous--claws
letheans
who’s in it for the bitter e n d. ✘
Akihito glanced at the spacious area, rubbing the back of his neck. It was beginning to get slightly chilly, which made sense since it was almost the middle of autumn. Grabbing his wallet to check how much money he had to eat at a restaurant, Akihito gasped when a sudden gust of wind blew several bills out of it. "Crap!"
❀ avaportrail / bloodsexual / letheans / disownedtime / xinfelicitas — ;
With an abrupt cry of misery, the young lady stumbled backwards with a heavy sway to her step. With the tiniest spark of positive luck, she had barely avoided an harsh, fallen impact to the concrete -- nonetheless, with the whole of head; face and all throbbing with continuous pain, luck did not entirely accompany her after all, as usual.
Softly whining while aiming to comfort aching areas with caressing hands, Barbie cursed herself for wearing heels for the first time -- it was genuinely a sad waste, considering the right heel separated during the unfortunate trip. Such a shame, for all the specialty was for a failed job interview, and now the misfortune of her landing in this disaster. Mumbling to herself in dismay, there came an abrupt acknowledgement of warmth to her upper lip -- ah, liquid? Touching the source of the newly arrived sensation and bringing her fingers in eye's sight, all confusion diminished in a panicking instant.
This dilemma produced glossy optics widening at the sight of her hand smeared with her own blood. The red contrasted against the light color of her skin, emphasizing it -- which made the situation worse. At this point Barbie was crying immensely as child would, nearly hyperventilating while frantically panicking in spot. Today was not her day.
inducing-insanity replied to your post:
Ohnaaaw, you will never lose me. I am like a leech, leeching on your existence and blog like a—….wait for it…. LEECH! There we go~.
I get the feeling that we are very alike--
letheans replied to your post:
more like keep this new follower forever yeEHAW„,
NEXT WEEK'S TOPIC: IS IT WRONG TO EAT ORPHANS IF THERE IS NO FAMILY TO COMPLAIN AND WHAT WOULD SPIDER-MAN AND BATMAN THINK OF THIS?