#ymken

[geuyi]

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ryusoa v-day just got a lot better. thank you, love! @ymken

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[jinvory]

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There’s an odd look on the female’s face head tilting towards the male’s direction. “Sometimes I ask myself why I'm friends with you.. and then I remember that you know too much about me and have seen sides of me that nobody else has.” Her lips slowly curve up into a smile, hand going to nudge him lightly. “Food should be done in about 20 minutes, what do you wanna do til then?”

[pijichu]

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"Keroro.” When she’s met with a dissatisfying silence, Jisoo reaches over to place one hand on her friend’s face.  “Pay attention to me!”

[yoshxakari]

ymken liked your photoset:Today’s make up ❤👄👀 aevdes liked your photoset:Today’s make up ❤👄👀

“Thanks for the likes, guys! Even though I have to admit that I didn’t expect them, to be honest, it makes me really happy!”

[rnxtkd-blog]

[ text ]: It’s not even 9am and I’ve already had an argument about whether you can burn water.

[ text ]: How did the argument went?

[ text ]: Did you win?! I’m curious! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))

[katsuxren-blog]

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“I can’t eat this.” Ren’s nose scrunched up, his eyes narrowing as he basically glared at the plate in front of him. Of course the restaurant would offer something free for celebrities coming to eat there, but he hadn’t asked for this and they should have at least discussed what he could or couldn’t eat. With something close to disgust, he nudged the plate toward the other male. “You take it. I don’t want it. I’m not eating shrimp.” He sounded spoiled, though not in his own mind. After all, he was really the furthest thing from a spoiled child. It was simply that he was allergic to shrimp -- incredibly allergic -- and he was also bad at wording his feelings in a way that didn’t sound like he hated the situation completely.

[prkmcha-blog]

ymken:

“Uhh yea it really is but like the good friend I am, I’m letting you do it.” the actor had let the other practice on getting the right vitals and it has been going on for almost an hour. as supportive as he intends to be, he kept silent; resting his eyes on the ceilings as he feels her thumb pressing harder onto his wrist. ‘it’s okay, i’m okay.’ the words continues to chant in his head. “But just! Remember to get your patient’s vital right next time so I won’t have to do this again. Okay?”

The thing about becoming a qualified doctor meant using a lot of people, both in the hospital and friends who were willing to help her complete her assignments. Taking vitals was a thing that Micha was pretty decent at but she’d been feeling very under the weather lately, recovering from a cold and a stuffy head, meaning she was struggling a lot with collecting her friends vitals. “Next time I’ll be feeling better so I should get it right,” she replies, counting his pulse in her head before finally releasing the grip on his wrist and making notes in her notebook.