I was at the mall eating lunch with my friends when 4 guys walked past our table. They were each wearing red, blue, black and white office clothes. RED, BLUE, BLACK AND WHITE.
I was in an arcade with my friends since exams just ended and we were out early, I saw a group of guys each wearing
red, blue, black and white office clothes (same as yesterday). Thing is, they now have another guy wearing a green office uniform and was dancing. THEY. WERE. DANCING.
Hey Cap, I have a question about Danvers Sisters’ Week. Can I pretty please borrow Jessy? I’ll tip him well. Also, I am not sure how, but I managed to find a way to make Sisters’ Night angsty. I apologize in advance.
*Twirls away from the pic from TWO DAYS AGO* (Lewl)
Well na I drew this as part of what was going to be for my Valentine’s Collab BUT the others got deleted and this was the only one done…sorry it isn’t colored I was drawing late at night….but some colors hope they are correct if not I’m sorry I tried from looking at le picture’s…..SI…..now again
My response :
YOU CAN SEE HOW SANS IS ASHAMED WHENEVER HE’S DRAWN AS THE SHORTER ONE
LOOK AT HIS NERVOUS FACE LOOK AT IT YOU CAN EVEN SEE IN HIS EYE THE WAR FLASHBACKS
Jk I really love the way you drew these babes, holy poop they’re so beautiful ;____; looking so thin and tall aaaa my sweet darling children i love them omg
Thank you so much for this gift darling, I really appreciate it !!
Brows furrowed and tongue between her teeth, Elena looked at the menu before her. Coffee… cafe latte… chai tea latte… cappuccino… She became aware that there was a line forming behind her, even though she had made sure to stand a bit off to the side. “Oh, go ahead. I’m still deciding,” she announced to the person waiting behind her, taking another step off to the side so she could continue looking at the options. She wasn’t even sure if she was thirsty, she just wanted to get something to drink since that seemed to be what everyone was doing. It had been a long time since she’d had something other than pure salt water, and she couldn’t remember what coffee tasted like in the first place.
“Alright,” she figured that straight up coffee might be a good place to start, so she made her way to the front counter to place her order. “Hi,” she greeted with a smile, “I’ll have a small coffee, for here. Oh. And no cream or sugar. Also, do you have any salt?” The man behind the counter gave her a curious look before nodding toward a section down the bar that had little packets of sugar, and to her delight, salt as well. “Thanks,” she pushed a couple of wrinkled and slightly damp bills of money onto the counter and headed toward the salt. She was still acclimating to the use of legs, and every so often she’d land on her foot wrong, roll her ankle, and trip. This was one of those times.
Elena stumbled forward, reaching out with her hands to grasp onto the first thing she could to keep herself from falling.