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Frances: Can you hand me the tape once you’re done?
Dan: I think I used up the last bit, maybe we can stop by the store? I need a new sharpie anyway.
Frances: Wanna go right now? I need a break.
Dan: Ye ye. Kai!
Kai: Sup.
Dan: What happened to your face??
Kai: I tried covering all of the holes but, uh, Frances you might not get the deposit back.
Frances: When do people ever get their deposit back?
Kai: Trueeeee.
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Dan: YOO we should get a crock-pot-
Kai: Who the fuck says that, Dan?
Dan: Bitch, you’re the one that burns pre cooked fries in an air fryer. Of COURSE you wouldn’t be literate in the art of food.
Kai: OHKAYYY since when did working in fast food make you a food critic?
Dan: I don’t have to be a food critic to know you suck at cooking, right Frances?
Frances: [ a longing sigh ]
Dan: … Frances, you okay?
Frances: Hmm? Oh, yeah, bad at cooking.
Dan: Hold up, what’s wrong?
Frances: Graduation’s coming up.
Dan: Thank god, right?
Frances: And then I leave for De Sol Valley…
Kai: Exciting! Wait, why do you look so sad?
Frances: I dunno, it’s… So far away.
Kai: Only a short two hour train ride.
Frances: And I’ll be alone.
Dan: Facetime?
Frances: I just… [ sings ] Liked this little life.
Dan: You mean being stressed out juggling several jobs and school?
Frances: It kept me active.
Dan: Your anxiety hair literally clogged the sink multiple times.
Frances: I needed to thin it out anyway.
Dan: You’re weird.
Frances: Thanks.
Kai: I mean, is there anything else holding you back?
Frances: I- A lot of things. I’ll sort it out though before I go.
Dan: Well, let us know if we can help you.
Kai: So, you think I can sleep in your room while you're gone?
Frances: I mean, sure but why?
Kai: I think I kind of hate being home now.
Frances: Oh?
Kai: It’s nothing serious.
Frances: Dang- Wait, hold that thought I gotta pee.
Dan: Todo bien? Everything good?
Kai: No le digas nada, pero Atlas está usando otra vez. Don’t tell her anything, but Atlas is using again.
Dan: ¿De verdad? ¿Cómo lo sabes? Really? How do you know?
Kai: Atlas estaba mandando un mensaje a Taryn sobre eso. Hablan... mucho. Atlas was texting Taryn about it. They… Talk a lot.
Dan: Fucking hell. Did you check her phone?
Kai: It was an accident! Sort of. Look, I would prefer skydiving without a parachute instead of watching this unfold.
Dan: I mean, the good thing is he stopped, right?
Kai: I dunno but that doesn’t hide the fact that he lied.
Both: Again.
Kai: He asked her not to tell us, Dan. His friends.
Dan: Yeah, well, he hasn’t necessarily been the most open lately.
Kai: I mean I would have thought we mattered more.
Dan: You can’t take it personal. You know how he gets.
Kai: I just feel like eventually we’re going to get tired of it.
Dan: I’m aware. [ sighs ] Jesus, this is a mess.
Kai: Yep. By the way, he invited us to go to the skatepark, please go.
Dan: Duh. Hopefully it’s not awkward. Don’t make it awkward.
Kai: I won’t!
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Have an itty bitty tiny piece of stasis in darkness, just so you all have an idea of where the story is going after the godly reveal. and also have proof that i am, in fact, still toiling away at this (as well as hawkins halfway house.)
A week and a half later, Steve entered a town he’d never seen before. He wore simple traveling clothes and carried no weapons aside from a couple of carefully hidden knives. He’d left his armor and shield behind. His satchel held only the essentials one needed for travel and a single stone as large as his fist. The stone was wrapped in layers of cloth to keep it safe during the journey.
I need you to find someone.
He felt very bare but he hadn’t been given much of a choice. Speed was of the essence for his quest, and little no-name towns tended to be wary of strangers in plain clothes, even more so around strangers decked out for battle. Steve wasn’t sure this place could be called a town. It was so small it hadn’t been on any official map. It didn’t even have an inn. Hopefully, Steve wouldn’t be needing an inn once he found who he was looking for.
He’s too far from me to reach.
He asked around, laying on the charm generously. He explained he had been a friend of a friend and had been trusted to deliver something. Eventually, he was told where to go. The house he found far beyond the village’s boundary was small. It looked like it had once been well cared for but it was old and had fallen to disrepair. Steve took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
A sallow old man opened the door. He was bald but had some scruff on his face still. His shoulders, stooped from age, trembled. His eyes were bloodshot. He looked so tired.
He’s my very last worshiper in all the world.
“Wayne Munson?” Steve asked.
“Who wants to know?” The man’s voice was phlegmy and rough. He coughed into the crook of his elbow almost before he could finish speaking.
“I’m Steve. Ser Steve Harrington, pledged to the Lord of Night.”
Wayne’s eyes widened. His grip on the open door weakened and slipped. Steve caught the door before it could hit Wayne.
“He sent me to you,” Steve explained. “May I come in?”
yep, that's it for now. i told you it was small. i'm not even gonna bother with a read-more here.
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🟩 Cellbit e Bagi estavam no tweet da Alana!/🟡 Cellbit y Bagi estaban en el tweet de Alana!/ ❤️ Cellbit and Bagi were in Alana's tweet!:
🟩 Ontem conheci o Cellbit e o Bagi, gostei muito deles, são duas pessoas muito legais que adoro e foi muito divertido trabalharmos juntos 🫶🏼 Aprendi um pouco de português (nada de verdade) mas o que me surpreendeu o máximo é o quão bem eles falam e entendem espanhol por qsmp :o Mais coisas estão chegando 👀
🟡 Ayer conocí a Cellbit y a Bagi, me cayeron super bien son dos amores de personas muy lindos conmigo ambos y fue muy divertido trabajar juntos 🫶🏼 Aprendí un poquito de portugués (nada lit) pero lo que mas me sorprendió es lo bien que hablan y entienden español por qsmp :o Se vienen cositas 👀
❤️ Yesterday I met Cellbit and Bagi, I really liked them, they're two lovely people who were both very nice to me and we had a great time working together 🫶🏼 I learned a little Portuguese (nothing really) but what surprised me was how well they speak and understand Spanish through qsmp :o More to come 👀
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hey multilingual people. here's something i've wondered about in tv and movies. so like in english language media, a common joke is for an english speaker to try to say something in another language, and then instead they say something humorously wrong/offensive. for example, if you don't know how spanish phonetics works, you could fuck up saying "my name is" (yo me llamo) as "i lick myself" (yo me lamo).
so my question is: how often is actual thought put into the "mistake"? like is it a mistake a non-native speaker might make (mispronunciation, picking the wrong word, misusing an idiom, etc)? or is it just straight up nonsense?
EDIT: For clarity, I mean in TV/movie writing, how often is "bad at other language" actually written realistically versus the actor just being handed weird nonsense. Like is accidentally saying "I will slap your mother" (or whatever) a realistic thing that could happen.
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