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just-shower-thoughts: I love talking to small children. No adult is ever going to ask me what my 3rd favorite dinosaur is.

hvitstark: Carter, tell your girlfriend to stop trying to scare me Source: hvitstark

heart-on-her-sleeve: Replies Owed Cisco (2) Multi Muse (7) Ray (4) Allie(1) Tom (1) Clark (1)

Replies Owed Cisco (2) Multi Muse (7) Ray (4) Allie(1) Tom (1) Clark (1)

leroiloup: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: [ sms –> Klaus ] 🤷‍♂️ [ sms –> Klaus ] It’s nothing like NOLA, that’s for sure. Try Whitmore College. [ SMS : Ripper ] I never quite understood why of all the places you could go, you chose HIGH SCHOOL. College sounds MUCH better [ sms –> Klaus ] Maybe because IContinue reading

heart-on-her-sleeve: Knapsack over shoulder, papers in arms, coffee in hand. Clark rushed down the sidewalk when his shoulder collided with another, sending papers and coffee flying. “Oh goodness, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” He looked up at the other, pushing his glasses up on his face.

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normallyxstrange: heart-on-her-sleeve·: “Ohmygosh, that’s so nice!” Ray’s words slurred as he grinned at the woman. “Birds are nice, just like you!” He said, pointing a long finger in her direction. His head was swimming. Foggy. Wired. He blinked a few times as he processed her question. “Drink. Yes. I had a long island iced tea, aContinue reading

magicandmayhcm: heart-on-her-sleeve: Closed, Plotted Starter for @magicandmayhcm It had been a week since Ray had finished his classes & paperwork at the academy, meaning he was officially a firefighter. He’d received his assignment, and was parked outside, staring at the large garage doors that hid the firetrucks between calls. Butterflies filled his stomach, and aContinue reading