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"I'm kind of busy unpacking. Please tell me there's a reason you're interrupting me."




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"I'm kind of busy unpacking. Please tell me there's a reason you're interrupting me."
"Can you help me? The bad men took my mommy and daddy and they are after me."
"If you're here to tell me I got your mother pregnant and you're my kid, you can just turn around now. --Who are you?"
{ +thetoughwolf }
{ ✧ } —- Rebekah was walking around the house, when she could see Hayley a bit sad '' Hey -- are you okay? ''
"I need a hug."
Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.
Without any words, Elijah wrapped his arms around her and kept her there for a while.
pins you against the wall and kisses you. ((Pass it on the the first ten on your dash))
❝You know normal people just say 'hi' when they're meeting someone....❞
a wolf girl ;;
The thing about magic is, is that you often can't explain with words how it works. It just does. And it's great, because you often don't have to think unless you want control. Which is what everyone wants - except for her. Her, Davina Claire, the girl who had the power that everyone wanted and she, who just wanted to be normal again. Davina's longing for a normal life stopped, though, as this example of her precious magic came to use, the brunette sensing a body behind her. Or was it multiple - ...? The young teen turned around curiously, spying only one girl who looked a few years older than herself. "Uhm, it's rude to stare, yeah?"
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Isaac was sitting on the school front steps, eyes focused on his phone, reading the text message Scott had sent him. Still, when someone stopped and stood right in front of him, he looked up, curious. “Hey.”