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🔋 - What makes them feel better after a long day?
A smoke, booze and sex.
🎵- Favorite song
Anything by @dillon-hartfrancis
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🔋,🎵
🔋 - What makes them feel better after a long day?
A smoke, booze and sex.
🎵- Favorite song
Anything by @dillon-hartfrancis
Happy Birthday, beautiful! We must celebrate later 😊😘
Hii, thank you gorgeous😘 I’m definitely counting on it.
Not a single person comes to mind right now. If there’s anyone out there who dislikes that guy, they've never met him. Yeah, you’re pretty embarrassing. You hush. That’s not true at all. I can think of quite a few projects I’ve done that I’m not proud of. That actually was really fucking cold. You should feel bad for me. Are you saying that acting like you’re even remotely attracted to me would be too hard for you to pull off? Wow, Elizabeth. Wow. @lizziewitchie
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Daisy had been excited to meet up with Lizzie, having admired the girl for the past few years. Her Scarlet Witch was incredible and her turn in Oldboy had completely blown Daisy’s mind. “You’re going to love this place,” Daisy said towards the middle of their outing, with Daisy showing Lizzie all of her favorite places to go in London. At the moment, she was taking her to this park in her neighborhood she’d always loved because of the modern art that circled the sidewalk all around it. The clouds bubbled a dark grey, and the wind was picking up, but Daisy was certain it was nothing. “Okay, so over here on this corner is the one we called the elephant bec-” a fat raindrop interrupted her sentence. “Oh shit, she murmured, rummaging through her bag for her umbrella, groaning as she came up empty. “I don’t suppose you’ve got an umbrella, no?” She didn’t think so. “All right, follow me!” she exclaimed, grabbing Lizzie’s wrist and dragging her to the far corner of the park, where the art sculpture looked more like a giant kite. “Well... That could have been worse, I suppose. Adventure!” Daisy exclaimed, ever the optimist.