It goes by many names and comes in several different sizes, from 2 gallon to 3.5 gallon. There are many different brands of this kind of aquarium, and judging by the positive reviews most of them aren’t too bad.
HOWEVER one of these brands can and will kill your fish. A month ago, I bought an Aquaculture 11.4 litres (3 gallons) 360′ View Aquarium with multicolored LED lights as shown above. It was $40 and looked pretty cool, plus it was the perfect size for a betta, so why the hell not?
After I got it set up (following the instructions to a T), the first betta I put in it died within hours. The next two also died fairly quickly. I tested my parameters and besides one of the bettas (either the 2nd or 3rd) “vomiting” a lot which resulted in a nitrite spike, there was nothing at all that could have harmed them- no ammonia, no nitrates, nothing. The pH and hardness were where they needed to be, I had a small heater and a thermometer to measure temperature, everything was rinsed before use, and I conditioned the water. I took a sample to PetSmart to be tested and they could find nothing wrong.
It was only after I (stupidly) put a fourth betta in it that a strong chemical smell started coming from the tank. I’m talking, like, the smell of bleach. I couldn’t breathe. I quickly rehomed the betta in question (he made a full recovery) and returned the tank to the store. They replaced it with an identical one and I, hoping I just got a “bad batch”, set this one up and rehomed the betta again.
Nope. This tank, too, leached chemicals into the water. Please take note of this brand and as cute of a tank as it is for a decent price, do NOT waste your money on it. It caused me so much heartache and a few great fish.
Avoid this tank at all costs. Probably the entire brand.
Mario Tennis for the Nintendo 64 contains a model viewer within a dummied-out debug mode that can be accessed with cheats. This feature allows us to see what the player characters’ models look like before animation data is applied to them.
Top left: DK as he normally appears. Top right: DK’s default model before animations are applied. Bottom: 360-degree view of DK’s default model.
dnp went to sushisamba which is known as one of the most romantic restaurants in london........... js
“Located on the 38th and 39th floors at 110 Bishopsgate, SUSHISAMBA delivers a unique blend of Japanese, Brazilian and Peruvian cuisine, culture, music and striking design to the City of London. The location features the highest outdoor dining terraces in Europe, offering unparalleled, 360 degree views of the City. Two panoramic glass elevators whisk patrons from the ground to the 39th floor, opening up London from inside-out as the lifts climb further and further upwards. SUSHISAMBA’s main dining room – with its dramatic ceilings – overlooks views of London with floor-to-ceiling glass on three sides. A grid of lights hung through the open bamboo ceiling at varying heights creates a magical experience during daytime and evening, creating an intimate dining experience. The indoor-outdoor elements featured throughout the space, most notably, the designed structural orange tree on the west terrace. The tree sculpture reinforces the earth-to-sky motif while being an artwork in itself, reminiscent of great 20th century art and creates a dialogue with the street art found throughout the space.”
bitc.. it aint the first time they’ve been there.. they went for both of their birthdays i cant believe they’re so obsessed with romantic sushi skybars
And this from where the dead woman that Culverton pulled back the sheet of lay:
Is set up rather worryingly like some sort of grey bed…
The last dramatic/threatening encounter John and Sherlock went through together was in that morgue, so perhaps John’s mind is re-using that location… plus, if he believes he’s dying, he might think he’s on the way to having to visit Culverton’s “favourite room.” :’(
360 view of the morgue in The Lying Detective here.
natgeoVideo by @joelsartore | A Panther chameleon at the @lincolnchildrenszoo. Over time, chameleons’ five toes have evolved into a fused pair of two and three, leaving feet that are perfect for clutching onto the branches they live on. Their eyes move independently from one another, allowing a 360 degree view of the world around them. Chameleons are very territorial, living in isolation with the exception of mating. If two males cross paths, it’s common for them to have a standoff wherein they both change colors and make themselves appear larger by inflating their bodies. Usually, these displays end with one of the two backing down, and changing into a dark, dull color. Chameleons change colors depending on mood, light and temperature. It’s a common misconception that chameleons can change into any color under the sun. Species are born with a certain range of colors and are unable to stray from those. Panther chameleons have been known to exhibit some of the most vibrant variations.
Bucky drummed his metal
fingers against his knee as he reclined on the sofa in your shared living room.
It had been almost half an hour since you had disappeared into the walk-in
closet looking for something to wear to dinner tonight. At this point, you had
to have tried on every little thing inside your closet.
I remember this. You thought to yourself,
sitting on the familiar white couch across from Ellen DeGeneres. You returned a
smile to the excited audience. The cameras, lights, teleprompters were where
you had last seen them. The stage crew were the same, except for a couple new
last here a little over a year ago after you had been discovered by a few music
producers searching for new talent on YouTube. Last year, Ellen’s celebrity
guest was Katy Perry and you only had a few minutes of stage presence. This
time around you were her celebrity
on your album, Y/N,” Ellen said.
you, Ellen. I was so happy when I heard I was invited back on your show,”
always welcome back here, Y/N. So can you tell us about your album?”
title of my album is ‘Walk with Me’. You can pre-order the album
tomorrow!” you said excitedly. The audience cheered in excitement.
“It’s my first album so I’m very excited. I’m really proud of it. It is
very personal. It’s about my journey–my beginnings up to where I am now. I’m
very excited to share it with everyone.”
nodded. “You know,” she said, pointing her notecards at you,
“Someone else had just recently released an album…”
chuckled, your eyes falling straight to your lap, your fingers fidgeting with
one another. You knew exactly who she meant.
out to one of the stage crew, “Shelly, can you pull up the album so Y/N
knows who we’re talking about?” Your cheeks were turning hot. You didn’t
want to how you must’ve looked like. You looked over your shoulder only to see
an all-too-familiar album cover projected on the gigantic screen behind you.
Indulged in rose water, his back the focus of the camera, a necklace around his
no,” you started to giggle.
course this is about as much as we’ll ever see– Harry in the bathtub. But
you– you must get the full 360 view,” she teased.
You hid your
blushing face in your hands. You couldn’t contain your laughter anymore. It was
embarrassingly accurate. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,”
was the best response you could come up with.
us, were you in that bathtub when this photo was taken?”
You tried to
compose yourself but your grin was undeniable. “I was not, no,” you
come along way since you were last on this show,” Ellen stated.
“You’ve got an album coming out soon, you’re dating one of the most
desired individuals in the business– after me, of course.” You could
always count on Ellen to make jokes with such accuracy.
that so?” you joked.
to you two,” she said, “You’ve managed to keep this under wraps until
can ever been hidden from you, Ellen,” you teased. You learned through
your media training the importance of precise word choice.
was, you and Harry had been an item for other six months. The two of you met a
year ago through mutual friends and the connection was instant. It went from
exchanging numbers, to regular over-the-phone conversations, secret rendezvous,
to leaving a little belongings at each other’s pad. The two of you agreed to
keep your relationship hidden from the media to the best of your abilities but
as time progressed, the two of you became more lenient.
going to hear about Harry in your album?” Ellen asked.
you said coyly.
you in his? Which song or songs are about you in his album?”
“I think that’s something he should
answer for himself,” you smiled.
into laughter, “Oh God, that’d be quite the surprise, wouldn’t it?”
Ellen and the audience laughed together.
celebration of your first album,” Ellen began, “We wanted to do
something special for you.” She stood up and grabbed a paper bag from
behind her seat. “Everyone, let’s do as practiced.” You watched as
Ellen and the audience put on a white t-shirt with “WALK WITH ME” in
bold print in the front of the shirt. Ellen modeled the shirt for you, your
album cover on the back side. “Everyone here in the audience gets a
pre-ordered copy of Y/N’s new album!” The audience cheered and clapped.
like crying,” you said genuinely, so touched by the amount of support
not all,” Ellen said. “Harry, come on out!”
If your bucket list doesn’t include visiting one of the Pacific coast redwood forests, it’s time to get updating. This trail (Matt Davis/Steep Ravine) from Stinson Beach to the top of Mt Tamalpais in Marin County, California is one of my favorites. You begin at the ocean and journey nine miles through half a dozen microclimates before reaching the top of Mt Tam. At the summit, you’re treated to a 360-degree view of nearly the entire San Francisco Bay Area. Along this great trail you’ll find brooks, mossy bridges, redwoods, ferns, fog and banana slugs. The trail isn’t particularly difficult, but there are a few ladders to help you on the more challenging parts.
much glamour, fame, and excitement can one red carpet take? Welcome everyone to
Hollywood’s biggest night, the 89th Academy Awards, welcome everyone
to the Oscars!” Robin Roberts shouted to the camera.
Y/N, here we are!” Your manager and close friend, tapped your shoulder
excitedly. It was your first Oscars and first ever nomination. So, the
butterflies in your stomach were definitely fluttering like mad and they have
been for the past two weeks.
beeped, and you opened it to a text from Shawn.
Hey baby, I’m so sorry I can’t be there for your big
night. Just know that I am so fucking proud of you and everything you’ve worked
for. I’m staying up all night in Japan to watch ya.
slipped from your mouth as you smiled.
Are you watching live?
Yep, did you get to the Dolby Theatre yet?
Yeah I’m in the car. Stepping out right now. Look out
for me ;) hint: my dress is (favourite color)
Trust me, I will be. You’re going to be the most
beautiful on the whole red carpet x
time for us to go!”
a deep breath, fixed your hair and stepped out. The second your foot stepped on
the red carpet the cameras started flashing.
your way onto the carpet. Your manager’s words and instructions going through
your head. Go on the carpet. Pose. Keep on walking. Then go talk to Robin.
that’s exactly what you did.
like a real princess. You walked down the carpet, slowly, your long dress
trailing behind you magnificently. You smiled to the cameras, twirled, and of
course; you couldn’t help but goof around a little. That’s just who you are. Spotting
one of your best friends, you decided to have a little red carpet fun.
Steinfeld posed in her white dress, giving the cameras long seductive stares. Suddenly
her serious expression turned into a terror-stricken one as she felt two hands
clutch at her shoulders.
MY GOD Y/N!” She yelled, turning around to see you. You tried your best not to
let your tears of laughter slip out knowing that would ruin your makeup.
Don’t you look fricken fabulous?” You said to her.
can say the same about you.” She grinned.
a few pictures together, then carried on the red carpet, saying hi to some of
your favourite actors.
Robin’s platform, you looked up at her and she spotted you grinning.
ladies and gentlemen I see Y/N Y/L/N approaching!”
mounted the little step and hugged her.
Y/N wow this is so fun meeting you!”
“Hi hi, likewise!”
first Oscars huh? Who’d you come with?”
came here alone haha. Yeah Shawn’s in Japan and my friends got school.”
right, Shawn Mendes, you two are really Hollywood’s couple huh!”
I think so.” You giggled.
it going with him?”
is going wonderful. I um can’t ask for more.” You gushed.
did you guys hear that, can these two get any cuter? Seriously though, do you
guys ever fight?”
we do, little ones. They’ll usually be small bickers over stupid things. Like actually
once, Shawn got pissed at me because I showered too long and started saying
random stuff and bringing up the ecosystem haha.”
So what would he say if he was here?”
idea came through your mind.
my god! Well actually he’s watching right now, hi babe!” You waved at the
camera. “Wanna try FaceTiming him? Can we do that?” You asked the cameramen
a fun idea! Let’s do it.”
You pulled out your phone and rang him. Surprisingly, he picked up. He was in
his PJs and a Japan hoodie. He looked positively overjoyed.
babe!” You said to the phone. The cameras zoomed into the screen.
darling! How are you? You look gorgeous.”
“Thank you.” You blushed.
HERE TOO.” Robin popped up from behind your shoulder.
Shawn grinned. “So what do the Oscars red carpet look like?”
your phone and gave a 360 view of what was around you.
Shawn how does this feel like, your girlfriend being nominated for an Oscar?”
my god, it’s surreal. I’m so proud you know, each time someone says Y/N Y/L/N I
can scream: She’s my girlfriend!” he said.
we gotta go, text you later!”
Y/N, I love you and good luck baby. Bye Robin!”
you guys are too cute.” Robin said once again. “Alright let’s move on to Lara!”
cameras zoomed away, as Robin continued to talk to you.
look great really.”
you so much Robin, you too!”
what would winning this mean to you?”
my god, it’d mean the world. Like literally. Um, all my life I have struggled
and I remember in my teen years, my dreams would seem so far you know? And just
the fact of being here is a dream come true, and it proves to 15 year-old me
that as long as you work you can do it. And hopefully teens will watch this and
this’ll prove it to them as well.”
that is a winning speech right there.” Robin smiled, touching your arm
friendlily. “Well it has been awesome having you, but oh my we must be getting
on the show is going to start! All the luck tonight, Y/N.”
you, so much.”
the luck, Y/N.
you win the Oscar? To be continued when the show actually begins hahahaa I am
writing live here!
“HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!” you squealed at your computer as the skype call opened. Your boyfriend smiled at you from the screen.
“Happy Valentine’s day, baby.” he grinned, his freshly dyed pink hair shining bright and his dimples popping. He looked so cute. Oh, how badly you wanted to wreck him. “What’s with the weird angle?” he asked, noting the way you had the camera set up to only capture your eyes.
“Is there anyone else in the room right now?” you asked him. He cleared his throat and sat up straighter, his eyes widening for a split second. He had caught on to why you were asking that.
“No, there’s nobody. Should I lock the door?” he asked, licking his lips. You gave him a short nod and smile with your eyes. He scrambled up immediately and clicked the lock on the door before returning to his seat, his chest giving away how hard he was breathing already. He was always one to get nervous before you did something like this. “Can I see you now?”
You turned the camera downwards, revealing yourself. You were wearing thigh high socks, a pair of soft pink panties, and absolutely nothing else. Jihoon’s adam’s apple bobbed. You ran your hands over your own body slowly, watching his reaction. “Like what you see, baby boy?” you asked. He nodded slowly, seemingly entranced in the vision of you nearly naked for him. “I was gonna wear this for you tonight but since you can’t come home…I think this is the next best thing, yeah?”
“Definitely. God, I wish I could come home and see you like this myself.” he sighed, shifting in his seat. You knew that when he started squirming it meant that he was getting turned on fast. You bit your lip and stood on your knees, slowly turning around to give him the 360 view of your little outfit. Once you were completely facing away from him, you bent over and supported yourself on your elbows, arching your back so he could see the wet spot that had already developed on your panties before you had even called him. You heard him groan through the computer behind you. You got back up and turned to look at him.
“Are you hard, baby?” you cooed, sitting yourself back down on your ankles and keeping your thighs spread for him.
“Yes, oh my god, I’m so hard, fuck” he sighed, palming himself over his sweatpants. All you wanted to do was touch him, and it annoyed you that you couldn’t. Stupid work.
“Can you show me?” you asked as you began playing with the hem of your panties. He wasted no time in shimmying his sweats and his boxers down enough to slip himself free. Your mouth watered at the sight. God, you missed the taste of him. He rummaged under his desk and pulled out a tube of lotion, squeezed some into his hand and leaned back. You watched as he slowly started rubbing himself down, and the slick sounds the lotion made had you clenching around nothing. Jihoon was always one for extra lubrication, making the sex you had very…wet. The sounds the lotion made reminded you of the way it sounded when he was actually driving himself into you over and over again.
“Can’t I see you too?” he almost whispered, getting lost in his own pleasure already. You Slipped your panties off quickly but kept the thigh highs on. You reached down and cupped yourself, and shivered at the contact. You reached down to your slit and collected the wetness before bringing your fingers to your clit, rubbing slow circles. Jihoon pumped himself in time with the motions of your wrist. You moaned a little louder than you usually would, making a bit of a show for your boyfriend. He seemed to like it though, as he moved his hand faster at the noise. He opened his mouth to say something deliciously dirty to you, but was quickly interrupted by the noise of his studio door slamming open.
“GUYS, I CAUGHT JIHOONIE WATCHING PORN,” you heard Junhui shout, and you immediately froze up. Jihoon snapped his head around and then back really quickly to start shoving himself back in his pants. You scrambled out of view of the camera as fast as possible, hoping Jun hadn’t seen…well…that much. You knew he had seen at least something.
“WHAT THE FUCK, JUN?” Jihoon shouted, trying to find the hang-up button on the call. Jun came up behind him and looked at the computer screen.
“I’ve always wondered what kind of porn you watch, is that…oh.” he said, watching your hand come up and hit the end call button from your computer. The skype home screen appeared on Jihoon’s desktop. “Oh my god, you were totally having skype sex,” Jun gasped, and Jihoon just shoved his tomato red face into his clean hand. “OH MY GOD, WHICH MEANS THAT WAS Y/N, I AM SO SORRY,” he said, trying to stumble out of the room.
Jihoon was sure he had gotten up and locked the door. But come to think of it, he might have accidentally unlocked the door that had already been locked in the first place. Fuck. So much for his Valentine’s Day surprise.
Summary: After moving to New York, aspiring author Y/N gets more than what she bargained for when she befriends her mysterious neighbor. In a blur of riches and beauty, she finds herself falling for the man who remains unknown.
A/N: It’s been a week since I posted an update on UK. This story may seem boring right now, but trust me it will get better. If you want to be tagged please tell me. :)
The next day you woke up in a startle when you realized it was 10:45. James said he’d pick you up around noon. You didn’t want to consider it to be a date, but the only friend you had was Emma and you really needed to make friends. He did say it was a neighborly gesture. It’s just lunch after all.
After a quick shower, waltzed back into your room to find something to wear. The steam from the bathroom had seeped from the open windows, relinquishing the room from the hot vapor. You slipped on a skirt and a black long sleeved shirt, finishing it all off with a pair of black boots. You tied your Y/H/C hair up into a high ponytail. By the time you were done, the clock had struck noon.
For the next ten minutes, you paced back and forth in your small living room. You constantly checked the clock, growing more anxious when the feeling of dread began to creep onto you. You came to the conclusion that he wasn’t going to pick you up. You were about to release your hair from the ponytail when the doorbell rang. After a considerate amount of time, you went to answer it.
James stood behind the door, looking apologetic. He wore a dark blue dress shirt that stretched tightly across his broad chest. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his black pants. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, exposing his forearms. His hair now framed his face.
“I am so sorry for being so late,” he began. “I got a business call and I’m afraid it ran on a bit longer than expected.”
You smiled, “No worries. Shall we?”
He nodded and waited for you close your door before walking beside you towards his car. It was a beautiful gray Ferrari. You’ve only ever seen cars like those in movies and magazines. You tried to hide your amazement, but utterly failed and James laughed at your reaction. He opened the door for you and you gladly stepped inside. The interior was as beautiful as the outside.
“Where to?” You asked James once he got in the car.
“There’s this amazing rooftop restaurant with a view of the city,” He explained. “Very exclusive as well, hard to get in.”
“So how are we getting in?” You asked.
“The owners owe me a favor,” He smiled and sped off down the street.
The drive into the city was absolutely mesmerizing. Your neck was craned as you looked up, trying to see the top of the skyscrapers. Your head was constantly turning. It was all so overwhelming, so much to see but so little time. James was speeding through the streets. Heads turned in your direction when they heard the engine’s roar. You sunk low into your seat from the unwanted attention.
“When I first moved here I was just the same,” James spoke up. “So enthralled by the city for the first time. I can take you to all the nice places of the city.” He paused and ran his fingers through his hair. “How’s work anyhow? Any interesting stories?”
You snorted, “Yeah! I wrote a story about a kid with a mole shaped like Jesus.” You frowned. “I’m gonna need a hell of a story for Mr. Cole to take me seriously.”
“It’ll get better,” James added.
“Mr. Barnes!” The woman behind the desk smiled. She wore a traditional kimono and bowed her head at us. “Glad to have you back!”
James bowed respectfully and took the woman’s hands in his, “hello, Aki.”
“Who is this beautiful young woman?” She smiled brightly at you.
James extended a hand towards you, “This is Y/N Y/L/N.” You smiled and bowed. He turned to Aki again, “Table for two, please.”
She smiled before grabbing two menus, leading you to the tables. The walls were glass, giving a 360-degree view of the skyline. Soft music played through the speakers, providing some sort of sound the room. James pulled the seat back for you, like a gentleman. You thanked him and picked up your menu. Your eyes scanned all the food you did not recognize, underneath the English text, was a foreign language you also did not recognize.
“Is this Korean?” You asked.
“Japanese,” James corrected. “Aki’s family owns this restaurant. All Japanese food with a Japanese staff. Aki is very proud of her ethnicity.”
You took this time to scan the room. There was a grand fountain. The water fell quietly along the wall before rolling into the pool. It extended towards the tables, the water offering a soft serenity of silence. Lotus flowers floated on the water, along with koi fish. Your lips parted in amazement when your eyes fell onto the cherry blossom tree. The pink flowers bloomed and radiated as the sunlight touched them through the glass.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” James spoke up.
You nodded, “I wouldn’t even be able to step inside this place if it weren’t for you. It’s amazing.”
Before James could say anything, a waiter approached us. You ordered the drinks and left before returning with them. With James’ help, you were able to order a dish that he recommended to be the best thing on the menu.
“James,” You began.
“Call me Bucky,” He said.
You smiled, “Bucky, thank you for taking me out for lunch. I really appreciate your kindness. You’re probably one of the most hospitable soul I’ve met since I arrived.”
“It is my pleasure,” he took a sip from his drink.
“So why so many parties?” You asked.
He shrugged, “Big house, I like to keep it full of people, even if it for a couple of hours. I also don’t have much time to enjoy the place, so why not let others do so?”
You nodded, “Sounds expensive. Where do you work?”
Bucky cleared his throat, “I believe that is my personal information, Y/N.”
Your lips pulled together in an ‘O’. “My coworkers just come up with the most ridiculous stories about you, which is why I was curious.”
He sat up, “Stories?”
“One coworker said that you murdered your family in order to get the money. Another said you won the lottery and another thinks you’re in a mafia.” You chuckled.
Bucky laughed, “That’s new.” He paused. “God, don’t tell me you believe them.”
You snorted, “Of course not. From what I’ve seen you’re very nice.”
You and Bucky spoke while you waited for the food. When it finally came, you talked some more in an infinite conversation. He asked you where you came from and why you moved. You approached him with subtle questions. He wasn’t an open book, but he was an interesting character and you wanted to learn more.
“I feel like I’ve been talking about myself for too long,” You chuckled.
“I don’t mind,” Bucky said. “I like meeting new people.”
After lunch, Bucky drove you around the city. Showing you the places that you didn’t get to see. It was fascinating. The buildings were so tall, you weren’t used to it. Bucky pointed out businesses that belonged to his associates. He even took you outside of the city.
By the time you arrived back home it was already 4 P.M. Bucky followed you to your door. You turned to him and smiled. “I had a great time Bucky. Thank you again for the dinner. It was fun.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Y/N. We’ll do this again,” He promised. And then with a swift goodbye, he left you on your porch before getting into his car to take the short drive to his palace next door.
Once in your home, you left your hair to fall freely. Your scalp grew tired from the weight of your hair. A bath sounded great. You went to the bathroom and began to fill the tub. A knock on the door made you raise an eyebrow. Tenaciously, you walked towards the front door before opening it. There was no one at the door but a package wrapped in material as soft as silk. You picked it up and opened it. You gasped when you saw that it was a beautiful pastel blue gown. You pulled it out of the box. Its skirt fell to the floor. The design was simple yet so beautiful. You grabbed the note that sat on the bottom.
You smiled at the letter, but it immediately faltered. How much did this gown cost? Probably a fortune. You frowned, although it was such a gorgeous dress, you knew you had to give it back. You felt selfish for even accepting it. After changing out of your clothes into something more comfortable, you shut off the water and packed up the dress once again.
The three knocks on the door sent a short sting of pain through your bones. You stood up straight, waiting for someone to open the door. It wasn’t long until you were met with a different butler. He showed no signs of friendliness. Instead, he arched his eyebrow at you.
“Can I help you with something?” He asked.
“Yes, is Buc-I mean Mister Barnes around?” You asked. “I need to speak to him. I live right next door.”
The butler hummed before opened the door completely. He motioned for you to come inside, you did so. The house is as breathtaking as the first time you stepped through it. The butler closed the door and left the room, telling you that Bucky would be down on a bit.
You were examining a painting that hung on the wall when Bucky came down the stairs. He was dressed in sweats and a plain black shirt. He smiled at you, “Did you like the dress?”
“About that,” You handed over the box. “I can’t take this Bucky.”
“Why not?” He asked, a look of worry crossing his face.
“It’s too much,” You admitted. “I’m afraid I’m not worth it. It is a beautiful dress, but I just can’t accept it.”
Bucky raised his hands as if he was about to cup your cheeks, but quickly let them fall.
“I just don’t want it to seem like I’m gonna take advantage of you,” You said.
Bucky put his hands together as if he was doing a prayer. “you’re such a pure soul, Y/N.” Before you said anything else, he spoke up. “Keep the dress, Y/N. You’d break my heart if you wanted me to take it back. Do you really want to do that?”
“No,” You admitted.
“Then it’s settled!” Bucky exclaimed. “Do you want a drink?”
“No, I have a bath that I need to indulge in,” You said. “Thanks, Bucky. I really appreciate it.” You smiled.
He nodded, “Of course Y/N”
He walked you back to your cottage. Where you said your final goodbyes before closing the door. You blew air out of your lips and set the box on your bed. It was finally time to wash the day away in your much-needed bubble bath. You mustn’t get attached to Bucky, you told yourself. You were friends.
Zijing Qingyuan Armored Spherical Cabin Electric Patrol Vehicle, 2014. Recently I was asked to name my 5 weirdest police vehicles. Has taken a while to get to it but here goes. This one is supposed to provide police with a 360 degree view in riot situations