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“Can I offer you a drink?”
meme :: still accepting
“I guess that depends... Can it be like... a Diet Coke?” The Spitfire asked, a brow slightly arched while looking over at the Samoan who made the offered to begin with. She didn’t drink, nor was she about to start. It was a choice she made early on in her life and she’s always stuck with it. "That’s assuming you did mean that kind of drink because if you didn’t, then this is kind of awkward now.”
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“New Day socks. I think I know what you're going to get for Christmas this year, Uce.”
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❛ my sister’s leaving so that means there are only one set of twins left out here. you won last night so i’m proud of you, but you gotta keep it up. for me and brie at least, y’know until i come back and all. ❜
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“should i start callin’ ya MR. WRESTLEMANIA now?”
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“I just wanted to say that I’m so happy for you and your brother. You guys did so amazing out there and I’m so proud of you.”
✕ 〈 @malietva !!! 〉
“I don’t know, bro.” Colby shrugged his shoulders and looked down. “Around July i hope. ---It’s hard, y’know. Being away from you guys and staying in bed most of the time. One bad landing and it disappeared just like that.” His tone became quieter but then he just shook his head and looked up at his friend. “How are you, thought? Hell, we should go get doughnuts this time around!”
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meme - accepting; Send me a ⊗ for one thing my muse dislikes about yours. // @malietva
Urm, probably how yours is always making jokes and taking things funny and quick to anger. Joe is a funny guy, obviously, but sometimes he wishes y’all wouldn’t make everything funny, even when it’s needed. And he also hates it when people are angry, so.
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Jimmy walked through the halls of The Tonight Show, hands tucked away in the pockets of his suit as he made his way to the dressing rooms. A grin was placed upon his lips, exposing the pearly whites that gnawed on a piece of pre-show gum--the gum that ensured his guest would not have to smell his lunch during the interviews--while he strolled along a bit quicker than usual. Normally, he didn’t go this quickly throughout the hallways of Rockefeller, because he liked running into people, and he liked feasting his eyes upon all the wild things that came throughout there, but today he’d been running a bit late. He’d gotten caught up with his best friend, Gerard, and they’d lost track of time in the midst of their giggling fits, so now Jimmy was making up for it by walking quicker than he’d like, because he just had to deliver a thank you to his guest.
These things were usually handwritten on a note card and sat on a table in their rooms, but Jimmy didn’t have time to write one out and have it be readable; His handwriting was barely that way as it was, let a lone when it was rushed, so he decided to make them a bit more personal today. Stopping in front of the first dressing room, JImmy knocked on the door. His grin tugged a bit more at the ends of his lips, and his shapely eyebrows rose a bit when his eyes widened. This was his nonverbal way of saying ‘Oh my Gosh, it’s really you.’ Now here came the verbal part, the part he’d become a bit better at over the years.
❛ hey, bud!!! i’m so glad you could make it out today. thanks for coming. ❜
