Nov 20, 2018
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‘Ga-yeon.’ A light tap-tap to the girl’s doorway, then she peeked in, hood settled around her shoulders to expose characteristic choppy locks. ‘How’s it going?’
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@tallgamertester liked for a starter
‘Ga-yeon.’ A light tap-tap to the girl’s doorway, then she peeked in, hood settled around her shoulders to expose characteristic choppy locks. ‘How’s it going?’
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“ So you are the one, the idiot brought here. “, knowing, that he didn’t have permission. The young man still had entered the room. Ignoring the consequences it would have.
“ Welcome in our local game company. “
ϟ: Our muses bake Christmas cookies together.
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A poof of flour flew up in Jaehee’s face, and the pop star stopped for a moment, then laughed. “Ah--you can tell it’s been a long time since I’ve done this, can’t you?”
She grinned at Ga-yeon, clearly having fun even if she felt that she wasn’t baking as well as she thought she could. Her kitchen was a little messy, and she had had to go out and buy some of the ingredients, but she and Ga-yeon were now here and baking away.
Jaehee sat about measuring out the flour and continued talking to her friend. “I’m glad that you came over and wanted to do this. I want to keep up my baking skills, but I just don’t have the time that often--and it’s a lot more fun to do it with a friend!”
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“Does being tall run in your family or are you the odd one out? My older brother is really tall as well, but it seems like I missed out on those genes.”
‘ go on, cry. ’
There was some relief he felt in hearing those words. He couldn’t remember the last time he had cried much less a time when he had cried in front of someone else. He had always worried about burdening everyone with his problems this way.
Now that he was given the permission to do so, he could finally let go of the tears that he had been holding back. Tears streamed down his cheeks, tears he had held back for too long. And it all felt so comforting to finally let it out.
Trick or treat!
Send my muse "Trick or Treat!" and see what you get! ;; @tallgamertester
“Unfortunately, I ran out of candy earlier, so I’ll have to improvise.”
Sharon did buy a fair amount of sweets in preparation of Halloween, but she couldn’t resist the temptation and ended up eating some herself before the evening even started.
“How about...A hug! Yes! Everybody likes hugs, right?”
She jumped forward to pull the taller female into an embrace, the blanket she used for her ghost costume was surprisingly soft.
“Hehe~ Happy Halloween!”
☑ (For the hug meme)
⨳ — TYPES OF HUGS;
“I-I’m sorry!” He jumped away almost on some type of high alert, arms wrapping around himself as he gazed towards the girl in slight confusion. What was she hugging him for? He didn’t deserve anything so gentle. He had yet to earn any reward, his work was still up in the air and it felt as though he was about to fall apart at any moment and yet…he was being hugged? “…I…I just got confused…I haven’t…”, he took in a slow, careful breath, “…I don’t deserve such a gesture like that… but I thank you for caring…I just…”. Ray sighed and ran a hand through his hair a little as he tried to calm back down again. She was simply being nice. That was all. There was no point in seeing any other meaning that may be hidden behind such a gesture. “…I erm - I better go” @tallgamertester
9! (Hiding a broken object.)
@tallgamertester || Send a Number to Find My Muse: Hiding a broken object.
While his vision may have been getting worse that was currently the least of his problems. The last thing he wanted to do was disturb anyone by asking for a glass of water, so he had managed to pull himself up from the bed to head towards the kitchen. He wobbled a bit on his way there but had thankfully made his way there with no further issues. Though as what he believed his luck would have it the rest of his task didn’t go as smoothly. The glass of water that he had obtained didn’t seem to last long as his hand shook and he dropped it.
Jumping back in his own surprise, he quickly knelt down to pick up the wet shards. It was difficult as they blended perfectly with the linoleum, but with a few cautious glides of his hand across its surface as to not cut himself he picked up what he hoped was all of the pieces. Carefully trying to hide the evidence of his accident in the garbage, he tried to stuff the shards under the rest of their trash in his effort to make sure no one saw it. The last thing he needed was to burden someone with another one of mistakes. Yet that didn’t seem to go in his favor either as he hears someone enter the kitchen and his shoulders stiffen as he straightens his posture. Turning towards her, his eyes are slightly wide and his hands are left grasping loosely at the air in front of him. Even his voice is somewhat panicked.
“I’m really sorry...I didn’t mean to break it. It just slipped. I can replace it. Please don’t tell Luciel. I don’t want to cause him anymore trouble.”