Just woke up, —happy belated birthday to this little one. @BarcodeTin ❤️
มีความสุขมากๆเดี๋ยวนี้เก่งขึ้นเยอะแล้ว โตมาอย่างดีเลย รอฟังเพลงกั๊บ❤️ ที่นัดไว้ ไปฟิตเนสกันได้แล้ว
Look how happily he's mentioning Barcode🥹🤏🏻
:Laughed so hard we had to stop filming halfway because my coworker pulled the goofiest face at the camera
J:✅️ This happens all the time when I film with Nong Barcode. Because we're close, we sometimes like to chat+
#JeffBarcode
That’s day one, who would’ve believed that one day we’d be here?
You don’t need to prove how beautiful and talented you are just live every second of your life like it matters.
เลิกกินโปรตีนแทนข้าวได้แล้ว หัวไหล่ใหญ่กว่าหัวพี่ละ
Happy birthday ครับรุ่นพี่บาร์โค้ด❤️
@BarcodeTin
-The translation for Sats-
Anawin pulled his hand back—
—of him, still wet. And—
“How did you get into this room?”
“Isn’t this how you treat people around here?”
“No… I mean— only cats are allowed to lick! You can’t do that!”
“Hmm. Cats.” Damon repeated, unfamiliar with the word.
He had never heard it before
— something so new and strange that it made Anawin frown in confusion.—-
—While Anawin struggled to support his sore, aching body—
—“Do you have any idea how dirty it is to lick an open wound?”—
——
“—Bathing… after killing, doctors wash the corpse after the autopsy.—”
“—That’s not what I mean. I mean bathing while still alive.—”