excuse, I am not Bella.
Yes you are. You refused to be Edward, and so you are Bella.
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excuse, I am not Bella.
Yes you are. You refused to be Edward, and so you are Bella.
@mvrktn:
Mark was so focused on his sketch he didn’t notice a figure coming into his shop until said figure draped themselves on his back with their hands hanging on his shoulders. He tensed up for a second but that changed after the said figure started to squeal directly into his ear and that right at that moment he knew he was in trouble- because Jiyeon was hanging off his back and her breath smelt like coffee. Sighing, he put down his sketch book, knowing all too well he wouldn’t get any work done until he settled this one out. “I assumed you’ve finished your painting? But did you even sleep at all? How much coffee did you drain?” He didn’t even make an effort to shake her off his back, even if he did, he wouldn’t have a chance against caffeinated Jiyeon. But on the bright side, Jiyeon finished her painting- she’s been stressed out over this for days and he didn’t really have a choice but to indulge her, really.
As soon as she finished the painting she has been doing for days, she immediately went straight to Mark’s shop. Although getting some sleep was the best option at the moment, she wasn’t anywhere near sleepy. In fact, she was overflowing with energy. Maybe it’s those cups of coffee, maybe it’s those sleepless nights—she didn’t really care. "Yes! Yes, I did! Aren’t you proud of me, heh.” She spoke like an overjoyed child as she repeatedly poked his cheek with her index finger. “Well.. I think I’ve turned my blood into coffee. Pft—” Jiyeon laughed at her own statement for a few seconds, heaving a sigh as her laughter died down. “Why don’t you abandon your shop for a while and hang out with me? Or maybe I could stay here and watch you work?”
“your hair keeps getting in my face.”
Popping another peanut into her mouth, she munched away as she kept her attention on the movie they were watching. It was getting to the good part, after all. She was on his back, chin resting on top of his head, and her body slung over his. It was her request that they watch a certain movie together, and she has always liked making him her own personal bed.
“Your hair keeps getting in my face.”
Jiyeon was so immersed into the movie that she only gave him a short, mumbled response. “Then move it out of the way.”
mvrktn said: Wow, smooth.
Why thank you, sir.
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For every ➹ I get, I'll put up my muse's current thought.
Why there are so many of those things?
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Send ✉ for an 2 AM text
{ ✉ txt to mark; } are u asleep? do you wanna talk?
{ ✉ txt to mark; } i had a nightmare...
slayerin said: ( SAME )
{ on one hand i am happy for germany but on the other i wANTED BRAZIL TO WIN SNORTS }
yeohhuz said: …i don’t like you, i hate u and ur country, fuck yall.
i'm sorry but they're just too good giggles
mvrktn said: {{ pats your face; good luck in the final buddy. Hope to see you there
{ who do you think will win all this-- }
impersonation from you from me: [/eye fuck hard fat bounce twerk roll raughs pokes] nah ew hell yeah
[/nods in approval] Pretty much.