“No, but it isn’t couch time without you.” Mira’s shoulder gently bumped against Rumi’s and her knee lifted so she could rest her forearm against it. “Why are you out here by yourself? Is everything okay?” Concern was evident in her voice as she looked the other over, not +
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mira’s gentle voice nearly bringing her to tears, she cracked a small smile. it was just like the pink haired one to look out for others whilst in +
@greenenvies “Yea I get it. I’d never do it anyways.” A grunt of amusement as she pictured herself walking onto the stage with said blue hair and the fans simply dropping dead.
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Mira let out a low sigh of relief as she sank into the warm water of the bath house. “Baaaaath….” Closing her eyes, a happy hum vibrated through her chest as she took a long moment to relax. “Isn’t this nice?”
Was she seriously complimenting her right now? “Yea. Thanks.” A bewildered expression fell over Mira despite the seriousness of the combat she was entering with the demons. Her guandao slashed back and forth before she leapt into the air and slammed it downwards, the +
bland haze widened, just like the grin set upon her lips once her 'savior' arrived, stepping to the side and out of the way as instructed ━━ however not running for her life like most would, but rather closely observing the idol.
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https://t.co/RGOd6NY5Wt so a little frog hitched a ride on my dog into the house last night and I couldn’t FIND IT. Well he showed his face this morning like pls help me and I called my friend (bc I’m not touching this thing) and now he’s out rip
The kiss abruptly made her jerk backwards, her hand reflexively shoving his head away. “Ugh!” It’s too early for this! Now she’s using her shoulder to wipe aggressively at her cheek.
“In the kitchen! Get away from me.”
Mira slowly sucked her teeth before leaning towards the pink-haired menace.
“In hell.” That amused her. It even brought a lazy little smile to her lips. Coffee maker is in the kitchen.
Mira’s eyes narrowed as she fought against Rumi, her tongue sticking out in concentration as she drew random shapes on her until she was thrown off.
“Ha!”