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@CassieActon: Well, we were being ✨aesthetic bitches✨ until Charles showed up. Then Ms. Tits Out for Jesus (@nora-berkeley) threw up in her own hair, and he fell down the stairs and broke his ankle. Oh, and I accidentally burnt a hole into my fiancé with a sparkler. HAPPY NEW YEAR. WOULDN'T WANT TO SPEND IT ANY OTHER WAY. 🎉🎇 @spencerberkeley @silasagreste

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It had taken Alex three hours to find the motivation to paint and pick up his paint brush. He had not been in the studio for almost a week because of everything that has been going on. His studio were filled with beautiful paintings that resulted from his talent and even many will say for top dollars but all Alex saw was terrible and sloppy work.

Alex had spent hours working on a painting, with limited muse. He kept going despite the pain he felt in his hands before stopping when he could no longer handle the pain. He sighed as he step back looking at his work, to many, It was something beautiful, a masterpiece but to Alex it was ugly and terrible. He was over come with so much emotion that he could not help himself put taking paints and pouring it over his painting, he stood and watched as paint dripped to the flow.

He had forgotten that the door to his studio was open. “I need to do better” he said to himself out loud

@nora-mulligan

#p:nora #sorry if this sucks

@CassieActon: HALF-WAY TO SEVENTY SQUAD. 🔥 Happy birthday to my absolute favourite old lady in the land. Love you more than I love pastry. Definitely love you more than I love your brother. Thanks for putting up with me for all these years, and thanks in advance for not murdering me for the next thirty-five. I don’t deserve to have you as my best friend. ♥ #anentireangel #corgitiaraparty

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@CassieActon: Time for Hallowe’en Underground with my main bitches: @JessMirzoyan as Velma and @NoraBerkeley as the Daphne to my Fred. She’s mine boys, sorry. ♥ The only thing spooky about this entire get up is how hard I skipped leg day, apparently. Oops. @BerkeleyMP #Halloween2020

#instagram #p:nora #p:jessica #use your imaginations #i couldn't be bothered to photoshop #mobhalloween2020

@CassieActon: Happy birthday to my favourite angel, @JessicaMirzoyan. Love you bitch. Just enough to be out on a school night. ♥ Big thanks to #TheVenueLondon for being our gracious hosts this evening. Alex is the real MVP. @NoraBerkeley @KarolinaRomanova @MPViviLee @BerkeleyMP @NotTimScott

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Fight Someone Your Own Size || Nora&Reza

Smoke wafted in front of his face as he walked, air still clinging onto the last of the summer warmth. Less sun meant good news for Reza, even though he didn’t really have much reason to leave his apartment these days, except for the occasional shift here and there for some spending money. Well, there hadn’t been much reason but this thing with Eddie and now Nora returning was bringing some much needed ‘shit to do’ back into his life.

It had probably been the thought of Nora that had took charge of his walk and led his feet in the direction of Wall Space, an art gallery he still very much appreciated even now, three years or so later. Nora was definitely odd but she didn’t give a fuck, which was the freshest perspective ever. Despite all that, Reza realized that it was way too late for Wall Space to even be open now as he neared the building, the time nearing midnight. With a sigh, he finished off the cigarette and littered the stub, hands stuffing into his pockets in preparation for walking home.

The ever present paranoia had him side-eyeing the stranger crossing the street way before he got close, shoulders tensing once the distance between the two grew shorter and shorter. Good thing, too, as the stranger’s small frame bumped into his own with no shortage of strength -- strength that definitely didn’t match the petite woman’s build. Reza stumbled back a step, feet flexing to run right before he was immediately tackled to the ground. Right, this was why he just stayed in his fucking apartment.

His elbow swung over, meeting something that felt like bone and was hopefully a jaw, body scraping against the pavement as he struggled to get to his feet. Even after the decent amount of self defence training from his slayer “buddies”, Reza really didn’t want to test his luck with this particular slayer, much preferring to flee than to fight. The slayer didn’t agree, it seemed, snatching his jacket and yanking him back to the ground just as he’d managed to find his feet. So apparently he wasn’t running away.

#p:nora #fight someone your own size