So who is the top? — This is a long ass debate depends on who you ask. Of course I am the top? Is that even a question? I am the toppest top ever… https://t.co/aOHr9sl3Lh
“Ah, fuck.” Saint grumbled, already to complaints. Then he saw where the coffee had landed.
“Sorry. Lo siento mucho.”
If it had been a guy, Saint probably give zero fucks. But It was a woman. And Saint’s entire personality switched in front of @serenadeluljeta, “Are you hurt?”
Saint Kursk was a big man. Tall, broad-shouldered, masculine enough to make people move out of his way without him even asking. Unfortunately, none of that helped with his clumsiness.
@TamagoPost | Shoes, Madrid, stranger in 1/5.
Your cup of americano slipped from your hand when your arm caught my shoulder, and a moment later I felt the warmth of it soaking into my shoes I had only just bought in Madrid.
Until h bumped straight into someone.
“Ouch.”
The impact made the coffee slipped right out of his hand. The cup hit the ground, spilling its contents before he had even managed to take a single sip.
@catastropne So, our Jacqy is just too busy that she end up ignoring her so called favorite 'oppa', huh? You did? Yes I will be really busy, but anyway, we gonna meet often for promo later in November.