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[jan-jan-binks]

[damagecompiilation-a]

i am a monaca apologist. she exists and i have to apologize to yall for it.

[rennyrose]

Yessss monstertaurs. Loving it!

Much confusion

[otaku-tactician]

LMAO when life kicked me in the ass i really did forget about tumblr huh XD

o fuc......its been like a month? my longest record in 5 years

[rennyrose]

ImpostoR

[zombinary]

date time would be considered woke....

[tracynade]

i can only reblog my old drawings so much i guess

[thickcrskiin-a-blog]

Closet

7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN! DON'T READ BELOW THE CUT!! My muse has drawn your number! Send me "closet" and I'll generate a number to see what our muses do while stuck in the closet for 7 minutes.

5. Just sitting there

Jan sort of called it on her picking Jeremy's number out of the hat. It was just sort of a thing that happened frequently for them. This time around, she merely rolled her eyes and practically dragged him across the floor towards the closet, muttering "c'mon, you nerd" under her breath along the way.

By the time they were settled inside and sat cross-legged on the floor, Jan had her elbows on each of her knees and her chin resting in her hands as she stared at the other-- both of them just sort of....sitting there.

"So," she started. "We're here. In the cramped space of a closet. Alone. What exactly are we supposed to do for seven whole minutes?"