#have to have it my way 24 hours a day 'cuz i'm hot like that || caladium

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Closed Starter: Going to Be Okay (James/Ciri/Bonuses)

He's through the woods as fast as his legs can carrying him, clearing obstacles including a small flame, coughing but not stopping, never stopping.

He has to find her.

There is no other option.

James coughs as he bursts through the treeline, seeing her, not even seeing the others, running straight up--

Hitting a barrier and backing off slightly, his hand coming to his head, shaking himself off quickly and recovering. "CIRI!"

Cora looks up, alarmed. What the--? She looks to her brothers. Cal looks surprised and a bit confused.

Meredith has her head down, arms curled over her head. She'd stopped crying a long while ago. She didn't have any tears left. She doesn't look up at the cry. She didn't have any hope left, either.

Brandon Breyer glances to his sister and her counterpart, raising an eyebrow. Was that... his uncle, at a younger age?

Maruca's eyes widen and she looks to Atlas. They'd finally made it out here, for all the good it had been. Wylie looks up, lighting up with hope. It had to be, didn't it?

@storystartsanew

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Cal blinks, shaking his head a moment since he’d hit it off the door. “Yeah, good enough-- are you Hope?” He looks back at her, still very much panicking, naturally. “Please, my sister-- please, I think we need help.”

Cal crashes through the doors of the art studio in an absolute panic.

Hope looks from her painting with a confused expression, absolutely engrossed in what she's doing. She holds her paintbrush, ready to throw it at him if need be. "Are you okay?!"

[inconsideratekidney]

9/5/24

hi there,

today felt long, even though my day technically ended at 1:45, my brain and body haven't felt well-rested since 2008. i will always be forever stuck in my younger self. i had so many american girl dolls, barbies, polly pockets, calico critters, one random strawberry shortcake phase, etc. and i still will forever miss them. my playing days didn't end in 2008, just the last time i probably felt well-rested.

i also wish that i had more mobility in my fingers, hands, wrists, and arms and neck/upper chest because i want to wear so much jewelry but it tends to cut off my circulation when i get hot and sweaty and it all starts to irritate me about halfway through my day. i enjoy wearing memorable pieces of jewelry and whatnot that people give me, i like to wear them every day to think of people, even if they don't match. every few days or so i need to rip them off and get acclimated for a day or so to not having anything obstructing my circulation. then i go back. it's a fun cycle, not a vicious one!

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i feel a headache coming on...must be all the sims and constant screen exposure for like 2 hours...

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speaking of which, my homework has been started since i sent that email out! i just also have my mind on other things....

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i'm excited about this direction for my blog! i hope it works out well, even though i know the notifications will be different. if you don't make an account then you can't turn on notifications which is annoying, unless someone knows a better way? i don't want to force people to make an account....

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i have found myself making friends with people that i am slightly uncomfortable with? i don't know how to word it, but i feel very overstimulated often with certain people and they seem to enjoy my company, but i am silently screaming. it's hard when someone is loud and does not whisper well when everyone else is quiet or the professor is lecturing and i am just trying not to get noticed......i notice with this kind of acquaintance i typically just go silent while theyre talking and develop lazerbeam eyes that look right through to the other side of them. i find it hard to communicate when im uncomfortable with something or something someone is doing, especially when im not that close with that someone.

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this is me from the future aka the next morning cuz i forgot to finishing writing. i dont want to do 2 day posts, bc that ruins the purpose of what im trying to achieve--once a day every day or every couple of days or once a week. not multiplr days on end. i already write a lot so i cant have multiple days in one post. i can feel myself wanting to start writing more but its only been like 12 hours since i last wrote so im gonna take a cooldown before doing that. (i will say tho sleeping on my back last night actually was so much better than my stomach and i went out like a light and only shifted in my sleep like 2 times)

anyshway, have a blessed day,

kD :p

[wack-ashimself]

This is why I am never truly optimistic...

My life has been going pretty well. Best in years. My life has usually been...bad on average. Not like the worst life ever, more anytime it goes too good, something super shitty happens. So I was a little wary. Especially cuz the past two days i have been getting BAD vibes. Like car accident or parent's death. Planning on taking a trip to help a friend through a surgery. Go to drop my 3 birds off at my parents the day before the trip.

...go to take their cage out, the ride must of loosened the cage cuz the top pops off, cage crashes to the ground, birds fly off to fuck knows where.

See, once a week, I wished I could set them free. But they're birds from a hot climate. They couldn't last. Today...was the first snow of the season. So even tho I'm soaking wet from whistling and calling it the snow/rain mix, realistically... They're dead within 4-7 hours, tops. I chased them down but my parents live in 3 acres of trees.... and only one really responds to my calls. And I never once saw them after they flew away. After 2 hours, the one didn't even chirp back. No idea if they're nearby or gone.

My dad was like why don't you demand them in their cage? I was like dad...I raised these birds to be happy, and do whatever the fuck they want 24/7. I never really tried to get them to obey me. Just... not hurt each other. These are hands down the most independent birds, but that was my undoing.

I should have put them in a separate box or something. It was the first time I ever took them out of my apartment since I got them 2 years ago. And they were freaking the fuck out. I should have listened. I don't care they're free, I care they're free for a free hours before they'll freeze to death. And that's my fault....remember kids: the only hope you should have is the calm embrace of death. Nothing else is guaranteed...never have hope otherwise. That way, at minimum, when it does work out, you're pleasantly surprised.

It's funny this is the quickest I ever got over something this bad. Cuz I was expecting it. When you have two days in a row of unexplained anxiety over something bad happening, when it does happen it's almost like oh there it is. Also the second it dropped, i knew they were dead. I had no hope of getting them back. Absolutely none. Not just because of where I lost them, which would send them into a bigger fright, but because I know my birds. They do what they want, I respect that, but it's going to get them killed. Also if they get even a little wet, they barely can fly. I don't think I'm going to want a new pet for a while. This...ok, maybe im not over of it, just accepting. Going to try one last time...

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bxrn-thc-pxgcs​:

Acacia smirked, the corner of her lip twitching upward more as she contemplated exactly how much she wanted to piss him off and how deep she wanted to cut him. “At least the rabid chipmunk knows where all her siblings are.”

There wasn’t much thinking to be had, there, and it was easy bait for her to lay.

In a flash, he’s off the wall, but she’s on it, his hand around her throat and holding her off the ground. Cal’s almost impressed at how fast he’d moved himself. He glares at her and barely hisses out his warning. “Unless you or quite possibly Adelphia wants to let me know if that rotting process is painful or not, you’ll do well to not repeat that shit to me again. I’ll have no problem watching the light in those eyes slowly go out as your organs turn to dust.”

“Cal, Cal, Cal-- CAL!” Ash flies in practically out of nowhere-- hell knows where she came from-- and starts trying to pry his hand loose. “Cal, let her go. It’s not worth it.”

Cal’s grip tightens slightly, scowling. “Ash, this doesn’t concern you, and besides, had you heard what she said--”

“I did,” Ash grits out, grabbing his arm. “I know. But she’s not worth it. We know where he is. Remember? We know where he is.”

Cal scowls, glancing at her. Ash looks up at him. “Let. Go.”

He sighs and finally drops Acacia, pulling back and shaking his hand out. Ash pushes between them a bit, clearly turning to Cal but looking back at Acacia and glaring.

"Well, well. Hello there, princess. Wicked to see you." Cal smirks lightly. Oh, he knows exactly what this is signing him up for, but he loves getting the chance to get under her skin. It's so easy.

Acacia froze for a second when she heard his voice, closing her eyes. Gods end him. Please. Really. She wouldn't blink twice. The witch turned on her heels, reaching up and slapping the other straight across the face before she grabbed him by his tie.

"I'd be very careful about your next words," she hissed. "No barriers here."

[punkscowardschampions]

Carly & Ali

Carly: last nite was good of you Carly: saying thanks cuz i read my text from last nite & it was Carly: I cudnt read it k thats facts Ali: nah, don't mention it, no bitch left behind Ali: plus, I know the cunt doing the ditching, been there, like Ali: was trying to translate but yeah, you were pretty fucked 😂 Ali: how you feeling this am? 💚 Carly: yea? hes not that bad Carly: im a slag like he said tbh Carly: feeling like i had a decent nite all things considered Carly: you? Ali: Gurl, yes he is and no you ain't! Ali: Probably Ali: Who cares if you are, he is, and the rest Ali: I dated him for a bit, so there's no shady, tryna steal your man on the sly going on, don't worry Ali: much the same, my head feels like someone took my eyes out and shoved 'em up my arse, you know? Ali: standard sunday vibes Carly: aw you're sweet but it's no diss on me Carly: like ive cheated on him a few times Carly: but he does it too you're right w that Carly: hes a good fuck when he's not too wasted tho which you kno if you got it too Carly: you're single now tho? Carly: can have him back if you want Ali: Fair play Ali: why not call it open and call it a day? Ali: Probs 'cos he likes fighting as much as he likes fucking Ali: Meh, yeah, was passable, gotta have some reason to keep him around, like Ali: Nah, going out with the girl that drove us back Ali: Remember? Dark hair, angry Carly: yea Carly: you know Carly: shit my bad Carly: she was scary is what i've got in my head Carly: idk my head is sketch cant trust it Ali: That's a fair assessment, I reckon Ali: She wouldn't hate it either so you good 😉 Carly: pretty tho Carly: call it a trade up Ali: Yeah, she's cute Ali: you need any more of the night filling in lemme know, I'll do my best Ali: it was pretty standard though, nothing too wild Carly: no faking it w her cuz shes too drunk Carly: designated driver be like Carly: last i see i was getting with his friend lowkey and he went off about it im blank from then Ali: its a fucking gay crime to ever fake it, no matter what Ali: I can get behind that one tho, not got the time or energy tbh Ali: yeah i think him and his friend then got in a scrap and then they left Ali: bros before hoes mentality hardcore, like idk, have fun jerking each other off then, if that's ur vibe boys Carly: k that sounds legit from what i caught on his socials Carly: didnt upload the circle jerk bless Carly: gay crimes must of been committed Ali: sad face Ali: coulda spat on his back Ali: protip Carly: ill let him know when he texts me later Carly: how did you kno where i live? state of me Carly: sorry to drag you this way Ali: plottwist, i'm a massive stalker with bad intentions Ali: I truly don't know, but I'll tell Lene she should be a cabbie 'cos she managed and I don't think we got any puke in her car Carly: k big lesbian crush on me yea Carly: ioher lots Carly: stealing her girl and wrecking her car in one Ali: Naturally, you cute Ali: I'll give you her number if you like, or just pass along the thanks and soz Carly: awh you're cuter Carly: probs still drunk tho Carly: giving me those kind words Carly: you handle the now ex if you love me Ali: Hahaha, he'd LOVE that Ali: ghosts of gf past Ali: Let me and I'll love you forever Carly: go for it Ali: let's see if I've still got his number Ali: this contact list is a minefield of mistakes but the real embarrassment would be getting them muddled up, fo'shame! Carly: i can give it Carly: used it more recently than you Carly: up there at my top Ali: won't be tellin' him that Ali: don't need the ego boost Ali: but tah Carly: makes it more fun to fuck him over if you praise him first Carly: but maybe thats me Ali: like a shit sandwich Ali: I get it Carly: hungry for anything but that rn Carly: [Sends the number tho] Ali: wanna come for brunch Ali: now you are newly gay Ali: that's what they do, fucking sex in the city up in dis bitch Carly: yea? weird Carly: not what i thought Carly: awh first date tho Ali: forreal, even the butch ones, don't let 'em fool you, its all fancy fucking eggs and screwdrivers by 11am Ali: you call 'em mimosas tho, gotta pretend you're being classy Carly: wtf is a screwdriver Ali: Babe! Ali: Vodka and orange juice Carly: i call it that Carly: gays and their labels Ali: save it for the rant sesh honey Ali: love you talking about how men ain't shit as well Carly: thats the ones i fuck Carly: cant be bringing no poshos to a caravan Ali: Posh boys are only good for the money anyway, I'm sure Ali: not finding any in 24 like regardless Carly: not gonna find out if they do drive by now im a lesbian wife Carly: sorry lads Ali: they had their chance Ali: unlucky boys Carly: should prob tell me your name again if im taking it Ali: Ruins the mystery a bit but alright Ali: Its Ali Ali: Ali McKenna if we're being formal Carly: k you've got the hot brothers Carly: makes sense Ali: 🤔 Ali: I think you're thinking of someone else, babe Carly: not trying to have our first fight but you coulda told me before we got hitched, bitch Carly: you're still hot tho don't be sad Ali: so you could run off with one of my brothers? i think not Ali: unless you meant Tommy 'cos he's very single but that's unlikely because he's never here Ali: stuck with me for now, hoe 😘 Carly: a slag like me could do worse Carly: has Ali: bitch, same Ali: we can compare notes, see how many regrets we got in common Carly: yea Carly: doing it Ali: Good, save it for brunch 'cos I'm coming forreal Ali: we don't have to deal with a gaggle of gossiping gays tho, bring you a maccies breakfast? Carly: k Carly: be fun Carly: you are from what i remember Ali: I like that Ali: No bullshit Ali: Imma start all interactions like be fun please or I'm out Ali: ✌ bringing the fun and the bacon babe Carly: you're not bringing your gf are you Ali: Nah, how awkward, meet the missus, honey Carly: like there's usually a lad in my trio sorry Carly: still learning this lesbian life Ali: oh, are you bi legit? Ali: she's way too jealous for threesomes, you're good Carly: nah i just know what lads want Ali: Oh gurl Ali: that's why Lene ain't coming Ali: the lecture you're avoiding Carly: idc Carly: youre my wife now bitch Ali: 💍💍 Ali: Productive morning, if I do say so myself Ali: and we're hanging, fuck with us Carly: good influence of you cuz i havent done fuck all this week Ali: Hard work being a bi icon, babe Ali: wait 'til I get you on the yoga hype Carly: wtf Carly: is that a joke Ali: nah, I've already done half an hour this morning Carly: bitch i had my fingers crossed you mistyped yogurt Carly: i love you but its a no Ali: 😂 lets be really into yogurt, not fancy stuff, like fucking froobs Carly: phallic Carly: slurping on my dick shaped yogurt Ali: exactly Ali: what do men love more than a representation of their genitals shoved in your mouth? nothing, is the answer, bar the real thing Ali: so seductive Carly: they don't like food in bed tho, but maybe thats my technique Carly: thinking you could use whatever Carly: k just gonna dump this curry out yea bear with Ali: spicy Ali: imagine the yeast infection you'd get from a fromage frais Carly: like sorry but if i can handle cum in my eye you can deal with some saag aloo boy Carly: googling those symptoms would be a laff tho Ali: ugh, now i want indian Carly: date 2, babe Ali: 😍 Ali: this is all moving so fast Ali: 'bout it Carly: thats all i kno about lesbians k Ali: Its so true Ali: Can confirm Carly: is your gf gonna be mad that im flirting with you Carly: cuz im scrappy but she's scary Ali: 😂 Ali: Probably but when I tell her you're straight she'll have to chill Ali: yeah, we're married BUT SHE'S STRAIGHT, BABE Carly: can't tell her how many girls ive fucked cuz i dont remember Carly: convenient Ali: Best keep that on the DL, yeah Ali: like your blatant gay feelings for me Carly: k Carly: been a secret before no big Ali: Awh babe, ain't nothing dirty about this Ali: I shall tell the world Carly: you're sweet Ali: Probably not if you still wanna be getting that D but you know, noblest intentions, like Carly: im over it Carly: go off Ali: when your pussy's the cure Ali: how can I be humble now? 😏 Carly: dont be Carly: proud slags who fucking love froobs Carly: its a mood Ali: that is a whole ass mood Ali: put it on a t-shirt, babe Carly: earn some bread for my table Ali: solid business plan Ali: we can't be the only ones Carly: independent women who don't need no dick Carly: anymore Ali: hell yeah! Ali: unless that dick wanna pay the bills, in which case we'll let 'em Ali: so we can get more froobs Carly: point Ali: oh no, someone put a pic of Molly Briggs vomming on Insta Ali: 1. gross 2. who hasn't been there, poor bitch Carly: sad Carly: hope she's alright Ali: I'd ask but don't really know her and her phone must already be blowing up Ali: plus she threw a netball right in my face once and I don't forget, bitch Ali: jk, I'll just report the pic 😂 Carly: they all call me a whore cba to keep track of which mollys or other bitches Ali: She is a bit of a bitch, ain't gonna sugarcoat it so probably Ali: not saying Karmas real but posted on that friggin' TallaghtSlags page so 🤷 Ali: grab a froob, darling Carly: her name makes me wanna party with her dad but thats as far as im fucking with that family Carly: or mum i dont know who picked it like Ali: Init, proper old skool ravers, obvs Ali: think I'm out of eccies, sadly Ali: last night depleted me Carly: Watch me call my son Bennie cos I got anxiety, baby Ali: Cute tho, whole medicine cabinet of babies Carly: why not im married now Ali: We'll get on that, date 3, like Carly: where you taking me? Ali: up the wheyyyyyyyyyy Ali: well, we had brunch, indian, obvs we're fat bitches Ali: get on that chinese buffet life Carly: you can get on your yoga mat tho Carly: im fucked Carly: letting myself go so soon my bad Ali: Please, you're perfect Ali: I'll have all the kids if you want Carly: blushing is what i am Carly: how many you want? Ali: how many people names are there for drugs? molly bennie mandy charlie umm Ali: and our preachy child, frank Carly: ha Carly: tina that's one Ali: Ooh, yes, a gay icon Carly: billy, bud our weak child, cosmic kelly who's gonna have to style that out Ali: oh kelly, I hope you have the personality to match or we've really fucked you over there, soz babe Carly: can't forget dimitri, lucy or mandy Carly: sweet sweet mary joy Ali: My fanny hurts just thinking about it Carly: christine and tina are obvs twins thats a relief Carly: how manys that? Ali: 13 Ali: Unlucky for some but my actual lucky number! Ali: Fated Carly: ha Carly: it's love and keeps being proven Ali: can't fight what's clearly so right Carly: true Ali: you want a milkshake Ali: i'm having one Carly: yea Carly: strawberry Ali: 'cos u so sweet 💚 Carly: awww Ali: I shall be right there, with brunch fit for a pair of proud slags Carly: k Carly: my parents arent here no need to break the news of wedded bliss Ali: Would be a weird first impression but I could rock it Ali: new fave in-law? I think so Carly: yea Carly: cant fight fate like Carly: been said Ali: forreal, catch me outside if you got something to say, lads Ali: alone time with the bae is always good tho Carly: you kno Carly: love you bitch Ali: love ya 😘

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Closed Starter: Waking Up (Waltz fam/Associates)

Cal had dozed off at one point or another, but he'd woken up somehow looking more tired than he 'd started, sat at his sister's bedside. He pulls a hand through his hair.

Keefe was standing back against the wall, close to Hemlock, but not forcing himself on her space, silently watching Ash, still not entirely sure he knows what's happening.

And there's Ash. Cold and still, laying on her own bed. The injuries healed up, though there's still dried blood in some places on her.

Completely still.

@storystartsanew

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❝...❞ - Yarrow/Cal ( @storystartsanew )

"Keeping secrets seems to go so well. Let's just hide the fact that I'm an entire werewolf. No one will notice." Cal accentuates it with a fake growl, smirking lightly. "What, no, I never accidentally rotted anything, neat right?"

@storystartsanew

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Yarrow knocks on the door of Cal's room and leans up against the doorway. "Prefacing this with no one else is dead, but we need to talk." - ( @storystartsanew )

"Great way to start a conversation. Hi, how are you? I was pretty decent, all things considered, till you said that. What's going on?"

Cal's trying to stay calm and keep everything together. It's not going well. He's pretty sure he's on the verge of a mild mental breakdown at this point.

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Closed Starter: About Time (Cal/Hemlock)

Ash was in class, probably having the time of her life. Valerian still seemed to be avoiding him, but doing as all right as usual. Y-- Loriss had work. Cal was only waiting on Hemlock to get home now and check in on her.

He had work soon, but it would be fine. He glances up when the door opens and sighs. “Took you long enough.”

@storystartsanew​

[monsih]

Home, no stint in there .. my dad mom n I are so frustrated cuz my doc is an ass and basically scared all of us into having me stay overnight cuz he made us believe it was super serious and the 2nd procedure had to happen asap , and that the surgeon wasn't going to be available again for at least a month , it was opportunistic to wait for this morning to do it, even tho I was technically good to go after the 1st basic procedure (which I already had a month ago and left after waking up), and he said that, but he wanted me to wait to talk to the surgeon that evening, and get to putting in the stint v soon. then today he finally comes in and says I can go , the surgeon isn't coming in. we're like but what should we do? Isn't it like about to fail lol and he's like nah. I just wanted you to see the surgeon and talk to him. There was no way the procedure was gonna happen today or tomorrrow or even within a week . I only wanted him to speak to you. And we're like ..... stuck here for 24 hours no sleep begging every poor nurse to try to get a hold of someone ,i was in hysterics for hours and my parents begged me to stay cuz they thought my pancreas would fail if I left , and then he outright tells me he didn't say any of that and that I'm hearing what I want to hear. He was so condescending to all 3 of us after a day of panicking and tears it was just .. damn . And I told them this all yesterday but no one would listen cuz I was hysterical enduring a 12 hot panic attack. Powerless

In hospital again for another endoscopic ultrasound and biopsy and they want to keep me for hours to do another procedure that isn’t time sensitive (and should’ve been done during my procedure 6 hours ago) and I’m being a real ass to everyone about leaving but idc . I’m tired of all these forms docs walls etc telling me where to be every second esp when it’s in the hospital waiting for hours for them to “coordinate” and guess what ! It’s my signature at the end of the day bich

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Hemlock slips into the room, still trying to keep herself from crying. "I need your help." - ( @storystartsanew )

Cal looks at his sister and he's on his feet in a flash, rushing to her side. "What happened?" His voice is eerily calm for the obvious amount of concern on his face.

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Double Open Starter: Information (Brandon/Cal)

“You.”

“Me,” Cal remarks dryly, looking up... his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “...who the fuck are you?”

Brandon chuckles and smirks. “A friend of Cora’s. Or, at the very least, someone more than a little interested in getting to know her.”

“Hate to burst your bubble, but my sister’s gay,” Cal rolls his eyes and kneeling back down to the jewelry case in front of him. Not that anything they got was anything of any actual value, sometimes he thought the boss just liked having somewhere to highlight it and to have something else for staff to have to focus on on top of the rest of the job. Right now, he was reorganizing and stocking it.

Brandon wrinkles his nose. “Not like that. She’s a hybrid. That common in your family?”

“That’d be 1/3 of us,” Cal remarks with a shrug, growing defensive and barely glancing up a moment. “Something the matter with it?”

“Just trying to figure out where that came from. Genetic?”

The door opens. Saved by the customer. Cal straightens up and calls out, turning to the door. “Welcome to Lost and Found!”

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“After all, in the end they’re going to all judge me anyways, so I might as well do what I plan and let the rest fall apart as I go.”

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"What happened to you? You look even more hideous than usual. Is the big bad Boggan having some problems?" - Acacia @ Cal

Cal growls under his breath.

He knows he looks like absolute hell. He hasn't slept in days, he's barely taken care of himself and it shows. He pulls a hand through his hair a bit and glances up at her, a sickening smile crossing his face. "Put the mirror down and we can talk all about 'em, sunshine."

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"Okay, if it involves fake smiling, I'm not fucking going."