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𝑺TOLEN 𝑻URNABOUT.
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https://t.co/KYhf1fpxK8 dies

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iwloveyou

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sorry babe.
burnout and exhaustion kicking ass rn.

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https://t.co/KYhf1fpxK8 frick i need to reply to paulina too

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< surprisingly he’s not conscious right now, not enough anyway.

[‎ً @fellperfection]

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𝑻URNABOUT 𝑮OODBYES.
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https://t.co/gd1wcz5FDn @casiamendacium is my kristoph :3

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whenever you are. We can sit together on the train, probably.. would it be easier for you that way? ”

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“ If it’s that good to ya, why don’t you drink it then? Then it won’t go to waste, eh? ”

He didn’t mind burgers, he had sensitive tastebuds anyway. He wouldn’t say no to them, he never would say no to food from his friend - no, family. It’s nice to see his family,

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[‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎⟐• ❝ 𝐦ystic ❞ maya!‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ @cabalisticheir]

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a small scramble to fetch her phone, hurrying to snag a pic of his expression before it were to disappear— hol y shit. why was this so funny?? why did he look like he’s been WRONGED?

her own humor aside, she’d try focusing on his statements. easing her laughs.
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himself up and he slowly exits the room to make space between the two of them. He only hopes she’ll follow, he plans to leave the mug in the kitchen and maybe salvage it later. He’s really trying his best.

“ I don’t know which burger place you wanted to go to, but I’m ready

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@MoodCykes after a while. He tries not to let it bother him. He’s trying not to avoid eye contact, but he can’t focus on Athena’s face right now. He can feel himself tearing up.

“ She was really something special, she had skill I never saw in anyone else. Like she was meant for this. ”

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https://t.co/DWB63kmdEh like for a random starter / reply for a specific one....

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@MoodCykes Fey.. I met her when the two of us were just kids. Our.. moms knew each other. I don’t know if they liked each other very much. But Mia and I — she was probably my best friend for a long time. ”

He answers quietly, his chest a bit tense. He missed her, even.. even +

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Mi Gatita. I don’t mind, or.. we could go to that one gym you liked, and we can.. spar? Maybe. ”

He tries to ask straightforwardly, holding a piece of her hair with a teasing grin. He’s always teasing her, what was he hiding?

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Diego’s fingers tangle in the ends of Mia’s hair, and then he’s remaining with a grin on his face as she speaks. He has to have this air of confidence about him — he didn’t always have it. She knew that, she .. she knew him! They’d been around each other since they were kids,

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them.. but it’s always very refreshing to give Mia a new taste of something - she had a right to new things. He hums a third time before speaking to her again, giving her shoulder a soft squeeze as he grins.

“ Well, we can go wherever you want - wherever you’d.. like,

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