"If I have to deal with ONE MORE TOURIST today, I'll probably scream!" Jem faceplants on Lynn's countertop, looking utterly defeated.

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"If I have to deal with ONE MORE TOURIST today, I'll probably scream!" Jem faceplants on Lynn's countertop, looking utterly defeated.
who’s going to teach me to have a mf jawline
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Min Yoongi
When you stan an already underrated group so there’s like NOTHING on them in comparison to other groups.
When you stan an already underrated group and THEN ALSO end up biasing the MOST UNDERRATED MEMBERS.
To find a kindren soul (open starter)
There was a puddle, a large one but seemingly normal, harmless. But any creatures or even robotics stepping on it would seem to be drown. That was not right. They were digested! Dissolved into water and gone without a trace. However, when you, tenno, stepped on it, it rang on itself. The ripple spread on the surface and it went still. A second later it contracted. spun into the middle, piling on itself, it forms a figure. It had a shape of a warframe, a ghostly white Hydroid. When it fully formed, it doubled over and seemed to choked. It peeled off its mask and took A deep breath. There was a face underneath, sickly pale face, lips going blue. It started to cough. Water and bloody fleshy pieces fell from its mouth. It coughed until there was nothing more to cough up. Then it stuck is hands in the pool of watery sick. Pale slender fingers submerged in the pile of jelly. The pool throbbed and shirked. Before long it was gone. The creature let out a long sigh. Only then it look up to you. It's eyes were the color of the deep. It did not speak. Instead it lifted a hand and reached toward you. It was too weak to stand.
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