✦; "You got ketchup on your nose."
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✦; "You got ketchup on your nose."
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"I spy with my many eyes, a cute little darling!"
Christopher Robin wasn't quite sure when he would get another opportunity to leave the house, by himself at that, so when his mother handed him his coat and told him to be back by dark, he was already half-way out the door, waving goodbye to his friends and telling them 'no, no, you can't come with me! I'm going on a secret adventure!' he met his father in the car, where he was dropped off on a bustling street. With a wide grin, he wrapped his coat around his thin form, still elated despite the chilled weather. He decided it was a good time to do Christmas shopping, just in case he really didn't get another opportunity to leave his home. With swift feet, he turned around, about to try and find maybe a candy shop, but instead he collided with something--or someone, causing him to falter and lose his footing. Since he didn't have much weight on his body, it was easy to lose balance, and that's what he did, landing on the cold cement ground with a small whimper. "Ouch..."
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Slipping her arm into the crook of the girl's arm, Nocturne presses their shoulders together and leans in, pressing a confident kiss to the corner of her mouth--nice and close to the lips, but not quite there. With a soft 'smack' the girl in black pulls away, but keeps her hold nice and tight. "There you go ma'am!" It's nice to kiss girls--they're always soft.
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Tired -- yes, that was what he felt. He felt tired. The German wasn't sure why he was tired, but he found himself sitting in the middle of his room, wrapped up in a large blanket that showed the pride he held for his political beliefs -- a large swastika was in the middle, surrounded by a white circle. It matched his armband, which was tossed away at the moment. He jumped a bit when he heard his door creak open. Honestly, he han't expected a stranger -- he mostly expected one of the cruel doctors to whisk him away for treatment. Proccessing for a few moments, he realized he wasn't in any danger and examined the figure, clutching the Nazi flag blanket around him. "What the fuck do you want?" He spat the words with acid, though his tone seemed slightly amused. "I'm kinda busy here."
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ooc;; i have some you can use cherrycchi ;v;
Please? ovo