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                                         𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐.

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                                         𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐.

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                                         𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐.

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                                         𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐.

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[dad vc] females

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if y’all don’t see a new promo by tonight please start heckling me.

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👀 ?

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“since when did ‘hopeful’ and ‘naive’ come to mean the same thing?”

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i’m gonna rewatch s1 of the boys and then watch s2

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gonna spend the rest of my life thinking about the amount of disgust and ire in randy’s voice when going on his savage monologue about how shit stu and billy were

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just watched screams 2 and 3 back to back

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doing things

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zipline tour was 10/10 the two cute guides flirted with me the whole time and I was thriving

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dwight

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@prkhs​:    ❝  you’ve got quite the fighting spirit in you there, i have to say.  ❞

remains of recently shattered ceramic mug nearly sparkle where afternoon sun hits eggshell fragments.    third one this week — and it’s only tuesday.    superficial observation occupies mind behind closed eyes, head shaking as a white - knuckle grip anchors him to black walnut.    ❝  goddamn morons,  ❞    a heavy sigh, exhausted from fighting the ever - tightening red tape,    ❝  decades at this job and they still act like i don’t know anything about the people i’m in charge of.  ❞    what are they gonna do, replace me?    they wish.    deep in his own thoughts, soft whoosh of the door is easily missed.

❝  you’ve got quite the fighting spirit in you there, i have to say.  ❞

head snaps up at almost an alarming rate, wide eyes quickly following path of newest legend’s gaze only to land on the end result of an instantaneous ire.    shoulders bounce slightly with sharp exhale, a polite smile suddenly lighting his features as back straightens to a good posture, small hands working quickly to fix any imperfections in his appearance.    ❝  my apologies for the mess, miss parekh, i wasn’t expecting company so soon after that meeting.  ❞    word is spit out with a certain bitterness, as though the idea of it alone was enough to leave behind a bad aftertaste in his mouth.    ❝  i hope i didn’t disturb you in any way, only people in nicer suits than me get that sort of treatment — i swear.  ❞    he gives her a mischievous wink, like a pinky promise, before quietly gesturing towards the chairs opposite his own,    ❝  now then — to what do i owe the honor of your presence, rampart?  ❞

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dwight and me after getting caught up on the season six apex quest lore: