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wxnsui ha respondido a tu publicación:does China feel bitter at you for what happened with Taiwan or the Philippines?

"Why would I? It happened so long ago. Though I admit, I am a little bitter what with her attitude toward me and all." // snort why did you tag me you buttface

Iunno. I mean...I can be bitter over things that happened in the past--

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does China feel bitter at you for what happened with Taiwan or the Philippines?

Toooooooo be perfectly honest, I'm not too sure. I don't think so? Yao hasn't ever mentioned it in passing or even flat out.And he's never truly shown any animosity about it to me. Sooo I don't think so? But I can't say that for sure.

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wxnsui ha respondido a tu foto:My wifey skills tho I made homemade Mac and...

eats all of it e.e

8))))

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ALL THE TEXTS 8(

FFFUUU

✌ - A drunk/drugged text.

[TEXT]: oooh man lve my hde hurts i think i had 2 much 2 drink. ahahhaaa luv u xoxoxo.

❤ - A heartfelt text.

[TEXT]: youre the best thing thats ever happened to me. im truly blessed to have a boyfriend as wonderful as you.

⚠ - An emergency text.

[TEXT]: so i just threw up my entire lunch as well as a toilet bowl full of blood and im really dizzy?? please come home now i need you.

☾ - A bedtime text.

[TEXT]: night, love. hope the sunrise in beijing is beautiful <3

✈ - A text while traveling.

[TEXT]: three hours to go!!! see you soon love.

✴ - An angry text.

[TEXT]: ..what? no, no. thats stupid. dont be stupid.

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wxnsui replied to your post: wxnsui said:♞ ”..Do you ever thi...

"All the time. We never seem to be able to commiit, though." // WH Y

"Yeah..I know." He sighed, sitting down and rubbing at his face. "But..we shouldn't..keep doing this."

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Creatures of the Night || Wxnsui

Oh, fuck, Conall's head was pounding, among other things. But mostly his head. It felt like he had been ran over by a carriage about one-hundred times and then some. "..Shit." he breathed, coughing a few times and rubbing at his eyes. It was..dark. That was the first thing he noticed (other than his pounding head). It was really dark, but his eyes adjusted quickly. The second thing he noticed was that this definitely wasn't his home. Or his bed. "..Where the hell..?"

Okay. Think, think. His mind was a little fuzzy, and he sat up in the bed, rubbing at his forehead. Just what had happened to him? That was certainly a question to ponder, and he suddenly felt like he had been thrust into some sort of horror story. "That would be my luck, anyways.." he grumbled as he glanced around the room, trying to trigger some sort of memory.

He had been with..someone..someone..by the name of..Yao! Yes, that was his name. Yao Wang..a newcomer to London. They had ran into each other about a couple of weeks ago in a..pub or something, if he remembered correctly. He had come this night to..chat, maybe? Yao knew that he was dying, as most people did. It was hard to make friends, so it had surprised him that he and Yao had hit it off quite so easily. They had dinner, except Yao didn't touch his food, which had come off as rather strange to Conall, and then..nothing.

He couldn't remember a damn thing after that.

"Christ.." he grumbled, sliding out of the bed and swaying a little bit. His stomach growled. Really? But he hadn't eaten that long ago, right? Well, whatever. He sighed a little, coughing a bit and running his tongue along his teeth, and that's when he felt something a bit odd...fangs? Oh..what? Couldn't be..no, no. He just shook it off as him still being half dazed, and he took a hesitant step forward, coughing a little before calling out.

"..Yao?"