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𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 — 「an original portrayal of Hot Pants set in #jjbarp / #jojorp ! Selective, lit/desc. All Parts— Steel Ball Run focused. Banter friendly」 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴.

Foaming at the mouth in a very normal way

THAT WASN'T THE— ( Their knee twists the wrong way at the kick and they let out a grunt ) That wasn't the point you little shit!

THEY WOULDN'T LET YOU INTO CHURCH IF YOU TRIED TO GO! *snatches the— oh god it's slimy— rosary back* NOW. You have to deal with having no left nostril for three minutes.

YOU ATE MY ROSARY! SPIT IT OUT OR THE MOUTH GOES NEXT!

. . . ( Sprays the reader with Cream Starter )

+ this clearing would be as good a place as any other and began unhitching Gets Up. "Fair warning, I snore." And talk in her sleep. Hopefully she didn't say anything embarrassing. "Thank you Diego."

"Right," they peaked between their fingers at the blond. His offer had her hiding a small smile behind her palms as they rubbed over her face. "I'm sure it'll be a riveting night for you." But, could they really afford to say no? Huffing out a sigh, Hot Pants decided+

No, I was just joking. ( Her shit eating grin let slip that maybe she /wasn't/ joking. Winking, a hand snaked forward to tug at the high collar of his sweater ) Thoughts on a collar?

★ WAHOOOOO I'm making an Abba and Doppio later too!

★ how do I say Yes in cursive font, that's how much I would want to follow you (a lot I'd follow instantly)

Enjoy-Skyblue.xn--zgi Doing both :}

Enjoy-Skyblue.xn--zgi Nards. Do I do a second poll, or make both?

+ "This was a massive waste of time..." For both of them. Now that the danger was gone, Hot Pants could feel the exhaustion catching up on them. Even her posture was starting to slump. "Sorry about that, Diego."

"Oh so nothing would change on your part, except for the ability to get away with it?" Pulling off their deerstalker hat, Hot Pants sank her fingers into the pink strands with a sigh. All of that stress, just to find a dog. She could feel her temple throb at the thought. +

Did— did you just (say) wink wonk? I—. Nevermind. No I wouldn't just leave you, I'd point your horse in the direction of a medical balloon and (then) I'd leave you.

( A playful grimace before they let the man fiddle with the flower. ) And he's distracted... I should get you one of those feathers on a string. ( Placing a hand over his, she tried to catch his eye. ) Could you actually see the string, if I kept it still?