U n w a v e r i n g

cute??

impressively oblivious of any and all drama going on in the competition - 

Right now I’m just waiting for a phone call that says “hey ur in let’s go” for me to drive my ass out there or not so fingers crossed!

My URL will be changing to belchimes, but tbh i’ll probably wait until after the Wallace Cup to do it just so it’s less confusing and  what not and also like.... graphics are gunna take a while anyway.

‘ I MOVED YOUR POSTER UP TO MY CLOSET HOW DOES THAT FEEL, JERK ! but also i appreciate you accepting an application of a novice coordinator like myself BUT ALSO YOU’RE IN MY CLOSET NOW HA ! ’ 

‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-’

#WhatDidShamusEvenDo?

will she fall on her face in front of a lot of people ?? 

Hah. Victory. Bianca smiles cheerfully at him. “Ya know, I’ve been told that more than once,” she says, perhaps a little cheekily. She sits next to him, examining him carefully. He looked like Cheren after a long day. Bianca puts a finger to her chin in thought. “Are you hungry?” Bianca asks, suddenly rummaging through her obnoxiously large green bag. “’Cause I was just about to go have some lunch because it’s sooooo nice here, but I think I packed too much food. Wanna come eat with me?” 

Regardless - “Thank you! I’ll try my best!!”