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rcginald · 1 year ago
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as he watched chatunga struggle to cross his yard – it was a comfort to know he couldn’t make it far without being caught – and into the other, he nearly had to laugh at the sight, even after everything. taking a few steps from the porch, he tilted his head at her, “ OPPORTUNISTIC, much ? “
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okcyo · 1 year ago
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“ one person i’m actually happy to see.  are you free?  or do i have to schedule something with your assistant. ”  ( @yvsmins​ )
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svljc · 2 years ago
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GROUP FOUR: @jinlixue, @jclvni, @jinmeixu, @fvmikc, @vitvliyv, @yvsmins, @beaufort-a​
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     - ‘ UGH ! if they’d at least let me keep my bag, i had a deck of cards in there. ’ and weed that’d help calm her down. ‘ does anybody have like uno or something ? ’ 
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catherinestuart · 11 months ago
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" do you know them, the slovaks? " she hummed, canting her head to the direction of the princes. " there are four of them? i don't think i've seen much of them in the programme. " ( @yvsmins )
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highsocietyhq · 2 years ago
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wizardhq · 6 years ago
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due to going INACTIVE, failing to meet the MINIMUM ACTIVITY REQUIREMENTS, or for PERSONAL REASONS, please unfollow the following blog(s):
@yvsmins @mdelacour
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rcginald · 1 year ago
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with barely enough time to rub his eyes awake, he had been moved from one building to another. with one step in the doorframe, dark eyes met and he was certain his stomach had not dropped as heavily in the past two days then it did now. an instinctive worry riddled his features for a moment before the memory appeared again. the picturesque setting of kinshasa had failed to mend them – the universe perhaps needed a laugh. he wondered what would happen if he turned around and walked out the door. murder ? it might have been preferable. his eyes avert to his feet, and in the small time it took to cross the room he debated heavily on whether to open his mouth. finally, hoarser than he would have liked, he asked: “ WHY are you here ? “
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