#class 231

[national-rail]

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[theeepy]

Hate having to go to the office on a Saturday (left something there :/), but seems the TFW gods blessed me with a class 197 and a 231 back home later :3

[my-castles-crumbling]

transfiguration classroom - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 231

Tapping her quill against her lower lip, Professor Minerva McGonagall gazed down at her seating chart, then up at her empty classroom, contemplating the options. A new seating arrangement for the fifth years was a must, and this particular class was difficult to place.

But as she listed the students off in her mind, she knew which ones she had to place first: James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, and Peter Pettigrew.

Immediately, she wrote Potter and Black's name on opposite sides of the room, knowing it still wouldn't be good enough to keep them quiet, but at least this way they wouldn't be able to completely erupt into chaos. However, as she moved to place Lupin far away from both of his friends, she paused.

Black and Lupin had been different lately. She was getting older, sure, but she recognized the signs. Furtive looks and longing glances. Blushing faces and huge smiles.

Not that she cared about these things a a teacher, but...the two of them would be so good together. And they both deserved to be loved by the other, probably more than either of them realized.

Scratching out the 'R-' near the back of her chart, Minerva instead wrote 'Remus Lupin' in the square right next to 'Sirius Black.'

Sure, they would cause trouble. But maybe other things would happen as well.

NOT that she cared, of course.

[bitchwholoveslife]

Fuck you EN 231 and your stupid fucking 40 page reading assignments from the fucking king James Bible every other fucking night

[afloweroutofstone]

Apparently North Carolina is the only state with a law specifically banning "malicious castration" as a crime independently of assault, etc. charges.

If any person, of malice aforethought, shall unlawfully castrate any other person, or cut off, maim or disfigure any of the privy members of any person, with intent to murder, maim, disfigure, disable or render impotent such person, the person so offending shall be punished as a Class C felon.

"Privy member" appears to be an old term for the penis, so this is a not a charge that can be applied to any genital mutilation— it's a category of crime which is only possible to commit against someone with a penis.

In fairness, the very next section of North Carolina law does specifically criminalize female genital mutilation of minors with the same level of severity (a class C felony). But unlike the malicious castration charge, this only applies to victims "less than 18 years of age," meaning that there appears to be more legal protections for adult penises than adult vaginas. Based on my reading of the definitions for various types of assault, committing vaginal mutilation of an adult would likely make someone a class E felon (maximum of 88 months in jail) while committing penile mutilation of an adult would make them a class C felon (maximum of 231 months in jail).

Interesting side note: maiming a nose, lip, ear, or limb appears to be a class E felony, while maiming a tongue or eye appears to be a far more serious class C felony

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Quinn and crammin’ (dp x dc)

Jazz had seen the girl around before. She was a pretty girl, with blonde hair in a ponytail and soft blue eyes behind her glasses. That hadn’t been why Jazz noticed her at first though. Well, mostly not.

It was the books under the girl’s arm that had caught her eyes: “An Introduction to Psychopathology”. It was a book Jazz had remembered was for PSYCH 231 which was a class they didn’t have until their second year, and Jazz remembered seeing the girl in her introductory psychology class earlier this week.

The pretty girl was reading ahead.

Jazz looked back down at her own book on Cognitive Neurosciences and smiled wryly. A kindred spirit, she thought somewhat ruefully.

As Jazz looked to the girl who was sitting all alone at the library desk in front of the big manual, she felt a burst of impulsiveness take over. She gathered her things and walked determinedly towards the girl.

“You mind?” Jazz said as she indicated the chair in front of the stranger.

The girl lifted her head and blinked before she smiled. “Not at all.”

”Thanks,” Jazz replied with a bright smile. “I’m Jasmine Fenton.”

The girl’s grin widened as her eyes creased slightly. “Nice to meet you,” she answered happily. “My name’s Harleen Quinzel.”

[mossy-bonez]

In an effort to get more minds on the number silly straw I am going to make this it’s own post.

So here we go.

I solved the other three yesterday at around 1:46

Green

Caesar Cipher, +3

Hbh grfwru ri d ghliihuhqw nlqg/ zkr zdqwv wr pdnh klv sdwlhqw eolqg

Translation

Eye doctor of a different kind

Who wants to make his patients blind

Yellow

Caesar Cipher, +3

Lxvvb hdwhu/ edeb eloob/ zrxogq’w gulqn/ zqohvv lwv vloob

Translation

Fussy Eater

Baby Billy

Wouldn’t Drink

Unless Its Silly

Purple

Caesar Cipher, -3

Qeb alzqlo pxvp/ qeobb pfmp x axv/ tfii jxhb qeb sfpflkp/ dl xtxv

Translates

The Doctor Says

Three Sips A Day

Will Make The Visions

Go Away

Red

So we know what those ones say, I however don’t have a fucking clue what the fuck is going on with red. Now I will admit that I have less knowledge on number based codes, so maybe I’m just stupid, but. I have been trying to crake this on and off all day yesterday.

So here are the numbers.

215 858 117 450 110 628 19 211 120 2265 216 951 25 256 27 532 212 506 18 1317 110 1137 221. 658 23 1330 210 231 118 929 112 2043

Now my first thought was A1Z26… but that can’t work because there is a 50 in here twice actually. So A1Z26 didn’t work.

Now I am bad at number codes so I went to my friend and they suggested Hex, and I tried that and nope mostly undefined, then I asked the same friend again and they said maybe Polybus Square, but I pointed out that these sets of numbers are set up in groups more than 2, so that was a bust. So I showed it to my fiancé, who just taught a summer class based on escape room, and thus taught kids about a shit ton of different ciphers and codes, some I told them about but others they new about already and some they had found researching for the class, so I thought that they may have an idea as to what it might be. And they took a cursory glance at it looked up some of the numbers, not all of them mind you, and said that they were area codes, and those of larger cities, both in and out of the US. And I was happy to have an answer, didn’t know how I would be able to use this to answer the code but I had something, so I went through and… not all of them were area codes, it actually broke down quite quickly, see they had checked the first 3 and then moved to look at some of the later ones that were different lengths and the “221. 658” group thinking it was a decimal and then told me that it seemed like all of them were area codes. Now we were back at square one. So I have no fucking clue where to go now.

[freaksstar]

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angst - ish

wc: 231

no warnings

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idk if i would actually make this a fic, but if i did it'd be a one shot. also, surprise! i'm back, for now. i'm currently busy despite it being summer... writing papers, taking ap classes, y'know. i'll be more active soon hehe c:

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because if he's gonna be honest, he's been loosing track of time. all he knows is that seven days ago, he saw you with someone. and you looked at peace. and another fact he's aware of is that the last time he held your hand was one year ago. last time he had his lips on yours, 364 days ago. last time he said "i love you", one year ago. he could keep going on, but he finds it a bit more concerning that he isn't aware of the day. just the date.

he didn't think seeing you again would do this to him. he was sure he got over you. he's the one who did this to himself. he ended it.

yet now, he's starting to wonder. starting to wonder if you would take him back if he begged on his knees, starting to wonder if you could ever love him again, starting to wonder how he could bump into you and make it seem like an accident.

there's only one thing holding him back though. his pride.

but he's not sure if that's going to last either.

because if he's gonna be honest, the stars at night always remind him of you.

he just chooses to forget them in the morning.

and then remember them again at night.

remember the regret.

remember why.

you.

manjiro sano still loves you.

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[allgreekbitch]

@jegulus-microfic december 29, ticket, wc: 231

To say the least, Pandora was shocked when Regulus handed her a ticket to James Potter’s newest play.

She’s wanted to go for the past month, but ballet classes were too demanding given the proximity of their show, and when she did find some free time, the entire theatre was sold out.

So, she had every right to be shocked when Regulus told her he got tickets for them, because he either had to pay a fortune, or he had bought them a long time ago and he kept it a secret. And not to mention, he chose to go with her and not the secret boyfriend he’s mentioned a million times. Either way, her smile was bright, and she leapt into Regulus’ hug with the biggest thank you.

James Potter’s plays were known to be of perfect production, acting, and performances. She just couldn’t believe they were going to see him and his team live.

Now, if the shock of going to the show was grand, you can imagine the shock when Regulus told her to wait after the play because she’d meet James himself. And, more importantly, the shock when James Potter, the known actor she’s been dying to see live, walked up to them, grabbed Regulus’ waist, and kissed him right on the lips.

She was never expecting to hear Regulus say, “Pands, this is James, my boyfriend.”

[dhrmonth]

Dramione Month Daily Roundup

Here is the Day 8 roundup of Dramione Month works! ⏳✨ 

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Forget Me by Noctivagum: T, 277 words, 1/1 Chapters

Claiming His Wife by Hyemi_28: M, 1,914 words, 1/1 Chapters

Sub Rosa by EmmaLouiseFanfiction: T, 2,381 words, 1/1 Chapters

This Could Be Love by galaxy_skies: T, 2,121 words, 1/1 Chapters

Love by galaxy_skies: G, 231 words, 1/1 Chapters

Through his eyes by HCB123: G, 987 words, 1/1 Chapters

Potions Class Interlude by saneasluna: E, 2,272 words, 1/1 Chapters

Unforgivable by TheDarkFaerie: M, 1,184 words, 1/1 Chapters

Hidden corners by HCB123: G, 1,059 words, 1/1 Chapters

Sectumsempra by HCB123: G, 814 words, 1/1 Chapters

Finite Incantatum by HCB123: G, 857 words, 1/1 Chapters

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[booksooks]

𝑳𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑳𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓: 𝑫𝒂𝒚 2

Author's Note: Hi friends, second part up on time? What? Who am I, god? Anyway, it's Toga's debut in today's piece, I hope you enjoy :)

Contents: College!AU, all characters depicted are STRICTLY 18+, no use of "Y/N"/any other variants, and possibly wildly ooc characters. I apologize for this. Light swearing.

Word Count: 2046

Summary: Entering your second year at college, only a few months after being broken up with, you weren't expecting anything special. Especially not in the romance department. But then a quiet, but friendly-enough boy on your floor catches your attention faster than you would like to admit. And oh, boy, are you in deep.

Waking up the next morning wasn’t as difficult as you thought it would be. Gentle sunlight streamed in through your windows, and all was quiet. It definitely wasn’t normal for your expectations of college, last year your roommate had insisted on blaring all sorts of TV shows and movies or music at any hour she pleased. You hadn’t minded, since whenever you were actually studying she had put earbuds in, but the silence was certainly a new sensation.

You took your time getting up, as your first class was only at 11am, which gave you ample time to wake up and rub the sleep from your eyes, and maybe hang out for a bit on your phone before taking a shower, and doing your makeup. You then arranged your hair the way you liked, poking at a strand that just wouldn’t lay right until you gave up, leaving at 10:30 to get to the building on time. Things were actually going really well, considering.

You got to class entirely too early, and resigned yourself to sitting on the floor in front of the doors as you waited for the professor or other students to show up. You weren’t alone for long, however, as a bubbly looking girl in as much pink as she could have had on skipped up. Her ashy blonde hair was tied up in two messy moon buns, and she had the cheeriest look on her face.

“Hi!” She crowed, waving at you on the floor. “Is this oceanography? Room 231? I’m Himiko Toga, by the way, nice to meet you! You can call me Toga.”

You looked up at her and waved back. “Yeah, I think so. At the very least it’s room 231.”

“Cool!” She brightened. “I’m a freshman, so I’m still learning my way around. This campus is so big! Especially compared to my highschool, which was only one building. I was afraid I’d be late.”

Toga continues chattering for a few minutes, putting her backpack (also pink), down on the ground to give her shoulders a rest as she talks about how she was supposed to dorm, how she had several friends here which was a major reason as to why she even chose this school, and how excited she was to make new friends, and would you be hers?

You couldn’t help but get caught up in her infectious positivity, and before long you were yapping along with her, of course you’d be her friend. And then it wasn’t long until the professor, an older woman with graying hair who walked slowly and talked with the same cadence, shuffled up to the doors and asked you and Toga to open them as she dragged a cart behind her on a dolly. The three of you settled into the room, the professor making small talk with Toga about her experience with college so far and the first few introductory days as a freshman. You were setting up your computer, so completely focused on trying to get the damn wifi to work, that you didn’t notice when the door opened and someone slipped in. But Toga definitely noticed, and she squealed, making your head jerk up.

“Tomura! I can’t believe you’re in the same class as me, already! This is gonna be so fun!” Toga nearly climbed over the tables to get to the man, wrapping her arms around his torso affectionately.

Shigaraki, to his credit, didn’t brush her off immediately, and even wiggled one of his arms free to awkwardly give her a side hug back. She let go as soon as he started trying to pry himself free.

“Hi, Toga,” Shigaraki greeted, much more quietly than Toga had. It was then that he had noticed you, and he gave you a few quick glances before looking away, moving further into the room to sit next to Toga. He gave the professor a quick nod and introduced himself before setting up his own computer, tuning Toga out as she shook your shoulder lightly.

“This is one of the friends I was talking about! His name is Shigaraki Tomura, but I call him Tomura because we’re besties,” she explained excitedly, and you didn’t really have the heart to tell her that you two had already met. Before you could say anything, however, Shigaraki spoke up in that soft, raspy tone of his.

“We met yesterday.”

Toga gasped excitedly, clapping as she smiled brightly. “Ohmygod, really? Ooh that’s so exciting! Now I have two besties in the same class, we can study together!”

Shigaraki glanced at you then, shrugging before turning back to his computer screen. The professor had been setting things up this entire time, and there was a powerpoint on the screen about plate tectonics. Several other students you didn’t know had also been steadily filtering in, taking up most of the seats around your little trio.

“Sure,” you told Toga, motioning for her to sit down. Class would be starting soon, it was 10:58. “I don’t mind if Shigaraki doesn’t.”

“I don’t,” he said quietly, and Toga took that as her signal to whip out her phone and make a group chat, already texting emojis in it with speed. “Put your phone away,” he muttered, pulling out his own phone to clear the now 10 notifications from the group chat. You sighed and finally got connected to the wifi, just as the last student came in sheepishly and sat down in the front of class, and the professor started introducing herself before roll call.

50 minutes later, and some very confusing instructions and explanations from the professor later, you were dismissed for the campus’s common hour.

“Let’s get lunch together!” Toga pleaded, already bouncing on her feet to get going as you and Shigaraki put your laptops away and stood up.

“Sounds good to me,” you agreed, following Toga out of the building. Shigaraki hadn’t said anything, but he followed you both out to the path without protest, so you took it as a sign that he was also down.

And so, the three of you made your merry way down to the commons, where there were several food chains open, along with… almost every other member of school. It was crowded and hot and loud, and you winced, almost losing sight of Toga as she dragged you along like she knew the place like the back of her hand. Which, was weird the more that you thought about it, because wasn’t she a freshman?

Either way, you wished for earplugs or something, scrunching your shoulders up to avoid touching anyone and making yourself as small as possible. Toga didn’t seem to notice, despite looking over her shoulder several times, and you tried not to be too annoyed. She was probably just excited and hungry. Shigaraki, however, did notice, and he held his sweater-clad elbow out for you to hold onto wordlessly. You take it gratefully, fingers curling into the soft fabric and trying to ignore how fucking solid he felt underneath, despite his lanky build. God you were touch starved.

You swallowed heavily and let Shigaraki somewhat bulldoze his way through the crowd. He was pretty tall and in his all black outfit he was more than a little intimidating, so people got out of his way like you were both surrounded by an invisible, protective bubble. You clung onto him tightly, incredibly grateful that people were less inclined to bump into you or push past you now that you were hanging off of Shigaraki’s arm.

Eventually, you finally caught up to Toga, who had somehow already bought herself a serving of sushi and a strawberry Fanta (sidenote, who actually liked those things? You had tried one during your freshman year and were barely able to finish the damn thing). She beamed up at the two of you, and was about to say something when she saw you hanging off of the crook of Shigaraki’s arm, and you let go like he had burnt you. Toga’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, and then she was moving on.

“I’m gonna go find us a place to sit!” She chirped, leaving you and Shigaraki behind, again.

You sighed and motioned for him to go ahead of you, which he took, also getting a container of sushi, and a monster, before checking out. You thought he was going to leave you behind to fend for yourself, but he stopped just outside the little cafe, waiting. You did your best to hide your smile as you acquired your own food and drink, paying for them and smiling at the cashier who looked like he would rather be anywhere but there at that very moment before you caught up with Shigaraki. He looked only a little less bothered when you stepped up next to him, and then once again he used his presence to clear a path to the little booth that Toga had claimed.

“How the hell did you snag this?” You asked, sitting next to her, as Shigaraki slid into the seat across from you. “These are normally never empty at this time.”

Toga smiled at you as she broke open the flimsy wooden chopsticks, and Shigaraki did the same. “Some people were leaving just as I got here,” she explained, bringing a piece of sushi to her mouth. She chewed thoughtfully for a moment before swallowing. “And so I just sat down and threatened to stab anyone who asked if they could also sit here!”

You blinked at her incredulously, and Toga continued eating as if she hadn’t just told you she tossed around threats like she was talking about the weather.

“Is that normal?” You asked Shigaraki. He nodded, unperturbed, and shoved two pieces of sushi into his mouth. You gaped, blinked, and then decided if someone who’d known her since at least highschool said it was fine, it must be fine. Relatively.

The rest of your lunch is completed with more chatter from Toga, with you and Shigaraki occasionally giving input or asking her questions. The time flies, and soon you were all nursing your drinks, a neat pile of trash to be thrown out when you leave at the edge of the table. Toga is talking excitedly to Shigaraki about a game he’s… making? Playing? You had stopped paying attention after a while, letting the two friends catch up as your social battery depleted. You checked your phone, for a lack of anything better to do, and jolted when you looked at the time.

“Holy shit, it’s 1:50, I gotta go,” You exclaimed, cutting Toga off mid-sentence. The panic in your voice was unmistakable as you hastily shoved your phone into your back pocket, the screen dimming abruptly. You slung your backpack over one shoulder, the straps digging into your skin as you scrambled to gather your things, and with one last glance at Shigaraki and Toga, you snatched up the crumpled pile of trash from the table. Your movements were sharp and erratic as you waved absentmindedly at them, making a beeline for the door. You sighed and hurried your pace, mentally mapping out how to get to the library from where you were.

Just as you were about to push through the exit, Toga’s voice rang out, slicing through the clamor of the hallway: “Text us!” Her tone was light-hearted, but there was a pleading tone to her words that made it clear she already wanted to keep in touch with you. You threw another quick, half-hearted wave over your shoulder, barely registering her shout as you broke into a light jog. Unfortunately, people didn't get out of your way like they did with Shigaraki, and you were forced to dodge and weave until you got outside and were able to move around people more freely.

You’re not early, or even on time, by any means, but then again neither is the professor apparently, as he walks in 5 minutes late.

It’s not until hours later, when you’re back in your dorm, relaxing on your bed when you realize that you never texted Toga back. You quickly ran to your messages, and typed something out.

You smiled to yourself and put your phone away, getting ready for bed. Friday could not come soon enough.

End Notes: I hope you enjoyed :) Please let me know if you have any thoughts or comments, I'd love to hear them!

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[pokemanix]

Official Trainer Class Cards from the Pokémon TCG (Part 4)

Kindler (143, 170 and 179) - Sword & Shield: Brilliant Stars Octillery (TG03) - Sword & Shield: Brilliant Stars Trainer Gallery Gardevoir (TG05) - Sword & Shield: Astral Radiance Trainer Gallery Hoothoot (TG12) - Sword & Shield: Astral Radiance Trainer Gallery Furisode Girl (157, 190 and 205) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Worker (167, 195 and 209) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Passimian (TG08) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Druddigon (TG09) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Smeargle (TG10) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Kricketune V (TG12) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Corviknight V (TG18) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Corviknight VMAX (TG19) - Sword & Shield: Silver Tempest Trainer Gallery Picnicker (114) - Scarlet & Violet Promo Youngster (198) - Scarlet & Violet Parasol Lady (169, 238 and 255) - Scarlet & Violet: Paradox Rift Paldean Student (85, 86, 230 and 231) - Scarlet & Violet: Paradox Rift Dipplin (170) - Scarlet & Violet: Twilight Masquerade Kieran (218) - Scarlet & Violet: Twilight Masquerade

[national-rail]

More info below!

Class 91 "Intercity 225" Manufacturer: BREL Model: n/a Built for electrified high speed services on the East Coast Mainline. Descendent of the abandoned APT project [:(].

Class 331 Manufacturer: CAF Model: Civity Built for electrified services in the North of England, around Leeds and West Yorkshire and the Manchester to Blackpool route.

Class 231 Manufacturer: Stadler Model: FLIRT Built for the Cardiff Valley Lines as part of the South Wales Metro project. Intended for longer routes, such as the Ebbw Vale line and Vale of Glamorgan line.

Class 700 Manufacturer: Siemens Model: Desiro City Built for the Thameslink route as part of the Thameslink Program.

[ilivefortheangst]

AO3 Wrapped

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FrivolousSuits, 20

occultings, 19

microcomets, 19

duplicity, 17

ikeracity, 16

favorite characters:

Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, 362

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favorite fandoms:

魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 359

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���情令 | The Untamed (TV), 275

X-Men: First Class (2011) - Fandom, 147

Hannibal (TV), 95

전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong, 75

외모지상주의 | Lookism, 69

人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 67

Suits (TV), 65)

Formula 1 RPF', 56

favorite tags:

Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, 310

Angst, 231

Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, 223

Fluff, 211

Slow Burn, 175

favorite rating:

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Lan Zhan | Lan Wangji/Wei Ying | Wei Wuxian, 388

Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier, 183

Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, 177

Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, 117

Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, 92

Mike Ross/Harvey Specter, 92

Harry Potter/Voldemort, 64

Luo Binghe/Shen Yuan | Shen Qingqiu, 57

Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk, 52

Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen, 47

[faerunandferelden]

We love a working class woman! I bet she's in Local 231 for detectives and sleuths #UnionStrong

[flurrys-creativity]

Purple

Pairing: Kang Yeosang (Ateez) x Fem!Reader; Genre: established relationship, fluff; Rating: sfw, PG-13; Warnings: colour theories, mentions of family planning; Wordcount: 231

Summary: Colours had meanings - some more commonly known than others. But somehow Yeosang believed them all.

A/N: After months I finally decided to actually post what I create for the bi-weekly prompts hosted by @pirateeznet

You plopped down on the sofa next to Yeosang, placing your head on his lap and focusing on the documentary playing on the tv. It became some sort of ritual or the both of you: resting on the sofa and watching documentaries together before heading to bed.

Sometimes you were incredibly invested with the information playing in front of your eyes, other times both of you simply talked the whole time.

Today it seemed to be a mixture of both. After the narrator finished explaining the colour theory and that each colour represented something, they skipped to the first colour: purple.

"The colour purple is associated with a variety of meanings, including wisdom, creativity, royalty, power, luxury and ambition."

You turned your head and looked up to Yeosang. "Back in high school the boys in my class said purple was the colour to prevent pregnancy." You snickered softly and shook your head at the memories. "It mostly based on bullying a certain teacher, who always wore something purple."

For a moment Yeosang remained silent, gaze focused on the tv screen ahead. You even wondered whether he actually heard you, when he finally spoke up: "We're removing anything purple tomorrow morning." He glanced down at you with a soft smile, even leaning down and kissing the tip of your nose. "I won't take any risks when it comes to our family plans."

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