Out of curiosity and also guilt over my own coffee intake. I wanna ask:
Now I'm not talking about when you're studying and so you drink 3x the usual amount or something like that. This isn't me asking what your record is. I'm talking about the most basic, average day, how many coffees you drink?
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reminder that if you’re a terf leave me ALOOOOOONE leave me alone get away from me!!!!!!! you are not wanted or welcome here
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he was so soothing to her, made all her constant nerves quiet, even sober. touching him gave her the same feeling as when she was nestled between her mother's lap getting her scalp oiled, or when she and her friends were huddled together writing music, singing, like everything in the world was exactly how it needed to be. even. perfect.
she was humming and singing under her breath, something they'd passed by on the way out making her think of 'i wanna be your lover ' by prince, and the melody and funky guitar in her brain made her rock her body lightly from side to side as they made it to his car. the offering up of a challenge already had excitement dancing at every edge of her, and she grinned and laughed when he presented his challenge. " that is probably the most unhinged thing you have ever said to me, " but her body felt like she could start floating.
kumara shook her head and giggled. " oh nothing's ever so easy, " she hummed and rose up on her tip toes a moment. she wished she did know how to float. maybe she should start practicing... she watched him walk off to the driver's side door before following behind, a twinkle in her slightly heavy eyes that mirrored his own. " you know me, i like challenges, " she came up beside him and peered into the car playfully. " before you blindfold me up and put me in your lap, just uh, tell me what all that stuff does up front real quick. 've never sat in this part of the car before, " she teased. " professional passenger princess. i graduated top of my class with honors so i've never touched one of those round things before, "
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his confession had come out like word vomit, with no timely pauses to give kumara a chance to process the rambling coming out of his mouth then he was left with his racing heart and his growing anxiety - desperately trying to think of a joke or a random witty line to recover from the impending rejection. before his kind of 'exile' from his home country, henry had been in a relationship and its end caused him to be shipped across the ocean to live with family he hadn't spent time with in decades. the adjustment period was hard, a new timezone, a new culture, a new climate and shitty food was quite the culture shock and henry spent much of his first months in his room where things were most familiar.
looking back on it now, it was hard to think when he last had an actual girlfriend - one that didn't finish off her text messages with death threats or had a failed attempt at blowing up his car when he broke things off, again. still, it wasn't his fault that his neighbour, who just so happened to be a government official, drove the same car as his. henry often thought of amanda and the part he played in the demise of their relationship, not that there was much he could do about it now. the night he met kumara was purely by chance, and henry didn't pay much attention to fate but felt that it was more than a coincidence that things just fell into place with her after one night together.
she was reaching for him, her expression void of any mockery or disapproval, and he leaned in to meet her for a kiss. "okay, that was way cuter than what i said," he smiled against her lips as relief warmed his chest. "i love you, too" and it didn't feel at all odd to say it out loud, there was no apprehension or need to swallow his words when it came to her. returning to their game, which was gradually reaching its final round, "you know i've gotta keep you on your toes."
out in the car park, henry had to be careful when it came to thinking about how to challenge kumara next. he didn't want to be mean and make it too hard but he didn't want it to be a total walk in the park for her either. "there's an ice cream shop at the other end of this parking lot. you've gotta drive to that side, blindfolded, so you'll be using me as your eyes..." thankfully, given the late hour, it was only them and two other cars with the ice cream store just a few hundred yards away. he shut the trunk and helped her out of the shopping cart.
"you can sit in my lap and i'll do the pedals, all you have to do is steer...sounds easy enough, right?" that was how he made it sound yet the quirk of his lip and glint in his eye hinted at there being more to it. "..or, if it's too much, you can forfeit now and we'll get some ice cream then go back to your place.." he shrugged as he rounded his car to the driver's side. "it's all up to you, maple"
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Logan Marshall-Green
|| Damnation - A Different Species (1.07)
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"I, too, am being blackmailed for something I didn't do."
"Me, too."
"And me."
Clue (1985) dir. Jonathan Lynn
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