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"Can't believe that everyone's apparently hotter than me, I'm-"
“It’s alright sweetie, we’ll carry the looks for you. Work on that winning personality.”
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@drugfixation replied to your post :
"Can't believe that everyone's apparently hotter than me, I'm-"
“It’s alright sweetie, we’ll carry the looks for you. Work on that winning personality.”
“Why fight when you can negotiate?”
pirates of the caribbean. // @etlascivus.
' Ah, but negotiating requires talking. I don't have a lot of patience for idle chatter on something I've already set my mind upon. ' she had no such desire to bullshit around with people who had no interest in hearing what she had to say on a matter, so why should she do them the same courtesy? jade nails flex in & out of the curled fist fingers were originally resting in, eyes flicking over to companion's features.
' Why do you ask? Are you trying to negotiate something from me~?'
@dirtymercy asked ❝ [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine. ❞ from benedict to eloise. / nonverbal meme.
𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥. when he leans against you, and decides that your shoulder is a good sleeping spot. the only reason that you’re even here is him. he had asked you to be his date. not that you mind, but honestly this is the most dreadful thing ever. and now he’s asleep on your shoulder and you want nothing more than to shake your shoulder, and make sure he suffers as much as you are right now. while the woman is a talented singer, the man who is leading the orchestra is absolutely tone dead. it carries no rhythm, barely sounding like a song at this point, and you want nothing to be here. you didn’t even plan to be here. you hate this so much. and yet, you don’t move. he looks peaceful. he looks calmer than you’ve seen him a good while. therefore, you let him sleep. the damned concert lasts around half an hour, and he sleeps for the whole time. you hate him, and yet only shake him away. already a scowl on your face as he wakes. ❝ you owe me now, benedict. i just had to stand half an hour of his screeching that people call a song, ❞ you roll your eyes as you stand, taking your dress and comfort with you. ❝ i hope you know i only came to this stupid thing because of you. because you didn’t want to be alone. ❞
TT: Which guys would you like to sleep with? Be honest.
Do you want all of them listed in alphabetical order or…?
"Am I interrupting something?"
"I - ah- no?" She tosses the shirt aside and crosses her arms.
"I didn't know you were home but either way - my apartment, my rules. Lose the shirt."
"still not naked" * boast in undergarments