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[musicroxmybod-blog]

"Hey... can you come pick me up from the hospital?”

[theflorawitch-blog]

“Oof... What was that?”

[matveivolkov-blog]

Erm... Hello || Motya x Open

Motya walked off the ship he had taken to get here and looked around the docks of Amstyne city. He didn’t know much about this place, only that he was free to be the wolf he was. He adjusted the old fashioned satchel/duffle on his shoulder and started walking. He was used to walking. He did it all the time, but usually he knew the general direction to go in. Here, he was all turned around. He looked up at street signs and the sun to try to understand which direction he was going in, but instead of making him feel in control of his steps, he just felt more lost. Without watching where he was going, he bumped into a figure in his path. “О, простите ме��я.” He paused at the confused look on their face, so he tried a few other languages before finally getting to English, “Do you speak English?”

[evanjfc]

That plane ride was the shit.

[uhminnie-blog]

Oh no, I think I am getting sick!

[evanjfc]

I found a megaphone and I'm not afraid to use it!

[uhminnie-blog]

I had a panic attack for a few minuets because I thought I lost my ipod. 

[evanjfc]

Who volunteers to be my tour guide? I never took Spanish.