translating the sports jargon is probably more important than translating the italian in my fic
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translating the sports jargon is probably more important than translating the italian in my fic
under the cut, a random couple things that used my psd here
Thinking bout Mr Declan this morning
Mal: Hello Karen! How are you?
Karen: Mal... You’re awfully cheerie!
Mal: Of course I am! I am never going to see you again after this post, as the watcher is gonna forget to tray import your ugly face to the new save!
Karen:...
Mal:
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Since arriving, Thomas had been trying to avoid his older brother he’d very reluctantly invited along, and Olivier had been trying to stick by his younger brother so he wouldn’t be a lone former French loyalist in a sea of Rutherfords and Russians. Eventually Thomas won out - and Olivier tried to make his way to the bar in the hopes of seeing a friendly face or at least getting a good vantage point to watch those around him.
A particularly light-footed Nymph darted in front of him and another person that happened to start walking the same way. The Nymph thrust a tray with shots toward them with a warning that they wouldn’t want to pay the price not to drink. Olivier shrugged carelessly and picked up one for himself. Sensing an opportunity to appear non-hostile to the person next to him, he picked up another for them and offered it with a friendly smile. “Well, Happy New Year’s, I guess.”
i lost my reliever inhaler about a month ago and that’s my dad just found it in the side thingy of his car so hopefully my lungs won’t feel as shitty now that i have it back.
whats stopping me from making a sideblog devoted to self shipping and writing whats basically slice of life fic about me n lester hmmm