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“I got you, you’re okay. You’re alright, I got you.”

Sticky Candy ♦|♦ @roboveined​

     “You don’t have to baby me!” she grumbled and swatted at his hand as          she stood once again, balancing properly on her wheels once again          and trying to keep herself from tipping over once more. She was tired.

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“It’s hard to explain.”

Sticky Candy ♦|♦ @roboveined​

     “You’ve got literally ten seconds to tell me why in the nine hells you’re           on my bike and making ‘vroom vroom’ noises before I post this video         to youtube.”

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“I love him, GoGo...”

Sticky Candy ♦|♦ @roboveined​

      “You've made it painfully clear how much of a fanboy you are for Tony Stark          and anyone who can hold a wrench properly, Tadashi. You’re hopeless.”

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❝ All I was doing was helping the barista learn to spell my name properly. The song and dance should NOT have gotten you that embarrassed. ❞

Getting Domestic ♦|♦ @roboveined

     “You’re such a nutcase! You didn’t just sing and dance, you literally        YMCA’d your entire name. A perfect example of SFIT’s best and         brightest,” she rubbed a hand down her face. This guy lived over        a café. Hell, didn’t he work in one? Wait, was he trying to be dumb         to make the barista laugh? ... She wouldn’t put it past the nerd, he           always went out of his way to cheer people up. She narrowed her       eyes at him suspiciously, holding her cup once she got it, only to         see her name had been spelled ‘Layco’. She deadpanned at it,          "Okay, now teach them how to spell mine.”

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'Are you okay?'

Light ‘um Up ♦|♦ @roboveined

      “Bullheaded, arrogent, stubborn ass little,” she gripped her hands into         fists as she finally flung herself into her chair. Apparently a professor          had not only called her work meaningless, but had insenuated that         she’d only been accepted into SFIT for racial balance. A woman and         Japanese to a degree, and that was it. She was furious, angry, and           all of it swirled together into a feeling of hurt as well. Disappointed to        hear such a horrible thing come from the mouth of a person that was           supposed to nurture students in a welcomed environment. She actually           had angry tears lacing her eyes, scrubbing them with her fist and pausing          when someone approached her and her desk           “Huh - uh - y-yeah, I’m … I’m fine,” she mumbled and quickly returned her            hands to her desk table, taking a screw driver she’d swiped from Wasabi           and twirling it in her fingers, trying her best to, well, be fine.

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[ Should I be concerned with the fact that you both wish to body slam me with love?]

@illuminating--kunoichi @roboveined