➳ + If you couldn't be a librarian, what other career you would've like to have been in?
Oh.
“Probably a police officer. They’re pretty noble.”
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➳ + If you couldn't be a librarian, what other career you would've like to have been in?
Oh.
“Probably a police officer. They’re pretty noble.”
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❝ tell your boyfriend if he says he’s got beef, that I’m a vegetarian and I ain’t fucking scared of him. ❞
This leaves behind many questions. Who the heck is Jun’s boyfriend? Is it Mr. Library Guy? Did Cian let Eiris loose in there? Maybe many books were destroyed, and that’s why he’s so angry. Cian you’re not even a vegetarian. Stop lying to make yourself look cool. It’s not working.
“I heard you talking in your sleep.” { from Cecilia
“Did you manage to hear anything worthwhile?” He questioned, glancing over at the fellow Admin who had apparently been sharing the same space in one of the Evolution headquarters‘ break room, if her comment was anything to go by.
It wasn’t uncommon to find Cian making himself comfortable around the team’s base. His own designated room was fine, but a change of scenery was also nice every once in a while. Of course, grunts often occupied these spaces themselves, but finding no need or want to interact with them on a personal basis, the Administrator often used his higher rank in order to dismiss them before letting himself get comfortable in the newly found peace and quiet.
Cecilia was different, however, in the fact that Cian didn’t really mind her presence. In fact, having her around had become quite the norm over the years, and in his eyes, one of the more tolerable of people he’d gotten to know over time. As such, she was one of the few who he didn’t really care if she managed to stumble across him in such a vulnerable state as napping while curled up on a sofa.
Though that may have been subject to change, if she poked fun at whatever his subconscious had been rambling about mid-sleep.
“Dare I even ask?”
✖ ✖ ✖ { just to emphasize --
SEND ME A ✖ AND I’LL GENERATE A NUMBER FOR ONE OF THE FOLLOWING:
thirteen: my muse will send a fluffy text while half-asleep
[text]: You really looked nice today.
[text]: The dress you wore really brought out your eyes.
[text]: I wish you could have been more comfortable though, in the clothes youd prefer
[text]: actually yuo look nice all the time and your eyes are really pretty
[text]: jun youre cute
♫
Dearly Departed, by Marianas Trench
“Every masterpiece I’d write again, you’ll always be my porcelain. I crossed my heart but I stuttered too, so truth or dare, was I good to you? Haven’t had enough of you all to myself, still right beside you in sickness and health, forever and after you will be my home. And there’s no place like home.”
♫
Send me a ♫ and I’ll put my iPod on shuffle and tell you our song and my favourite line/verse
One For the Radio -- McFly
Life isn't fair for the people who careStick your nose in the air and that's how you go farSo go tell your lovers, your fathers and brothersYour sisters and mothers how lucky they are
❝ you're such a bitch. ❞ { from cecilia
“What does that make you, then?”
❝ you smoked all of it, didn't you? ❞
“No--”
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“I ate it all.”