“Normally, I love the rain, but that was just inconvenient.”

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“Normally, I love the rain, but that was just inconvenient.”
If you ever
wanted to raise the roof intensely, I can show you how it’s done.
*knocks on a door*
Hi. Is there someone named Olivia here? No? okay. *goes to the next door and knocks* Hi. Is there a girl here named Olivia?
"I can't say I've ever had this in my life, as much as it may surprise you. Pizza has always had its stigmas with teenagers, slacking off, and just general debauchery.. But this really is delicious. Italia was right to invent such a thing."
"Argh!"
Stephen yells before kicking over a potted plant in his rage. He'd found somewhere that was abandoned and void of other before his rage at himseld got too much, "What are you? An idiot, Stephen?" he yelled at himself, "You must be!" he continued, slamming his fists against a thin metal sheet that was leaning against the wall, crumbling it. It wasn't enough, "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" he insulted, slamming his fists on a table. Unfortunately he ended up slamming one of his fist down on an empty glass bottle, breaking it, which forced broken glass shards into the side of his hand. It started to bleed.
*standing outside a cafe*
*with a paper cup of Mary’s favorite coffee* Hey... *holds the cup out to her*
“Come on! We gotta move fast, or they’ll catch us!” Quentin laughed quietly as he moved swiftly up the stone staircase of Notre Dame, in a restricted area. “That ‘Do Not Pass’ sign was pretty clear, even to people that don’t speak French!”
"Hi, roomie!"
Stephen greets to the other boy, jumping up and down on his own bed.