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💓 Dating Chris Powell would include💓

▪ it only takes a few days to settle in

▫ you are both really really comfortable around each other

▪ LOTS OF KISSES

▫ you wearing his jersey (and nothing else)

▪ making him crazy because of it

▫ that day you’re both late to class

▪ hAnD HoLdInG

▫ he’s a HUGE fan of PDA

▪ like, seriously you’ll always either sit on his lap, hold his hand, hug or kiss when you’re out

▫ RANDOM DATES

▪ dates to the cinema, coffeeshop… PICNIC DATES

▫ telling you about his life back in Maine

▪ you asking about AJ and the rest

▫ wearing a spare jersey to his games

▪ celebrating a victory in private

▫ (what i meant was in bed while calling him Captain)

▪ [I’m trash, lmao]

▫ staying in bed on weekends

▪ spending as much time together as possible

▫ like, even if it’s just 5 min before a meeting or something

▪ MORE KISSES

▫ trying to cook or make breakfast which leads to making out in the kitchen (i meant ON kitchen counter)

▪ annoying the shit out of your friends because you’re too cute together

▫ staying up all night to watch random TV shows (making out when you’re bored, obviously)

▪ ‘I love you’s’ ALL. THE. FREAKING. TIME.

▫ meeting his family for real

▪ (They all love you, obvi)

▫ but not as much as Chris does

▪ you are that couple™

▫ (everyone’s rooting for you to get married in a few years)

▪ WHICH GIVES CHRIS IDEAS

▫ talking about the future

▪ almost no fighting (except for the rocky start)

▫ MORE PDA

▪ I MEAN THAT MAN LOVES TO SHOW HIS BEAUTIFUL AND SMART GIRLFRIEND OFF

▫ compliments

▪ ‘You look wonderful today" - “Chris, you already told me that about three times” - “Can you blame me?”

▫ more ‘i love you’s’ because it’s true, isn’t it?

▪ you’ll probably be married at the end of college and have like 4 dogs (sorry i don’t make the rules)

late 1495  -  She felt his hand tensing on the lower of her back at the words of the young envoy. Both Henry’ and Elizabeth’s forms, covered by mourning-black for the loss of their late princess Elizabeth, melted into one. The Queen dared to look up at her husband’s eyes –sadness was still there, but now escorted by anger and disbelief. “Are you certain, boy?” he whispered between his thin lips. “Yes my Lord. Several agents informed us that James of Scotland received the pretender with great marks of distinction and respect.” (x)