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Day 9 out of 30

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Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Strong language, Cheating, Angst, Mentions of Alcohol, Smut

From what you knew about relationships, it was never supposed to be like this. You felt like you had somehow been transported into an alternate universe where your personal endeavors mirrored that of an angsty drama program on television. 

You tried to remember how you got to this point - lips attached to someone else’s, someone who was not the person you were currently dating.

You truly believed Justin was the one for you, and you couldn’t believe that you had met someone as perfect as him. He was from Korea, visiting the States on a vacation, when you two managed to meet at a cliché little coffee shop. 

The day was going fine for you, until you, being too engrossed with the latest shooting news story on your phone, bumped right into Justin, spilling his iced americano all over the both of you.

Apologizing profusely, you offered to buy him another, and that was the start of what you thought was something great - and it was. God, meeting Justin was one of the greatest things that happened to you.

Dates consisted of showing him around town, blushes and laughs, and you teaching him more English than he already knew, as he did his best to teach you some Korean as well.

You were captivated by Justin, so when the time came for him to go back to Korea, both of you were distraught. He told you he would call or text you any chance he got, and that he wouldn’t forget you. He promised you he’d come back to the States the first chance he got - and eventually, he would move there with you, where you guys would be able to comfortably continue your love story. 

It was months before he managed to keep up his promise, surprising you one late afternoon when he showed up at your door with a suitcase and a cheesy grin on his face. 

You were happy - the happiest you’d been in a long time, but things began to change once you and Justin had moved in together. One thing that you had admired about the man was how touchy he was - as if you would disappear if he ever let you slip out of his grasp. A hand was always in yours, or an arm was draped around your shoulder. Even at home, he was always curled around your back, one hand holding yours, and soft kisses placed to the back of your neck whenever he felt it was necessary.

However, that soon became less and less frequent until it stopped entirely. Justin would come home from work, and his greets went from a long hug and kiss, to a kiss on the cheek, to a hug, to a mere nod as he acknowledged your presence.

That was when you were lucky, though. Most days, you were asleep when Justin left in the morning, and you were asleep when he got home after his shift. The bed got colder, and your mind began to wander as to what was happening.

Maybe he just wasn’t interested anymore? You began to think that the distance was what kept him so enraptured with you, and now that the thousands of miles were nonexistent between the two of you, he was getting bored. He was unconsciously putting the distance back between you two, but it hurt you worse than when he was actually in Korea. 

At least when Justin was on the other side of the world, he would answer your texts and not decline your calls.

“You sound like you need a night out,” Your friend Irene spoke to you over the phone after you had finished venting your frustrations over Justin to her, “Just to clear your mind and have a little fun. I’m going out tonight, actually; wanna come?”

“Honestly, that sounds perfect,” You agreed, scoffing as a thought came to mind. “What’s Justin gonna do if he doesn’t like it - tell me? Hold my hand to hold me back? That’d be the most attention I’ve gotten from him in weeks.”

The music of the nightclub was fuzzy in your ears as you stood in one of the adjacent hallways, pressed up against the wall by a gorgeous man who was ravishing your lips with his.

Normally, you’d push him away, exclaim that you had a boyfriend. However, with the shots of vodka coursing through your system, it just amplified your need to be touched, and this was the most attention you’ve gotten in a long time.

Before the two of you had become tangled at the mouth, you had learned that his name was Jensen, and he was dragged out here by his best friends because he needed to “stop moping”, he had heavily accented with air quotes. Apparently he had just gone through a divorce, and his friends wanted him to get out and have a little fun instead of sitting at home and wondering what went wrong in his marriage.

You couldn’t remember the rest of the conversation, too engrossed in what was unfolding now. Jensen’s knee was wedged between your legs, giving you the delicious friction you craved. 

Jensen backed away far too early though, instead pulling you into a room not far from where the two of you had grounded yourselves in the hallway. As you looked around the small room, you saw it was nothing more than a closet big enough for the two of you. Once the lock of the door caught your eyes however, you decided it was just enough for what you wanted. 

You watched Jensen lock the door, and it wasn’t soon after that that you both got to work. Becoming tangled at the mouth once again, both of your hands began to work at the buttons on Jensen’s pants, as his pulled up your skirt, beginning to rub you through your thin underwear.

The moans that spilled from your mouth were swallowed as you kissed Jensen, and the rest of what happened was a blur in your mind. You were high on adrenaline and need, not having been intimate with something else other than your hand for far too long.

It was only when you were on all fours, feeling Jensen slowly enter you from behind, his hands gripping your hips, that you sobered up immediately.

Your conscience was screaming at you, telling you that you needed to stop, telling you that this wouldn’t end well. “Don’t stop,” you heard yourself stay, the sound of skin against skin reverberating in your ears, the feeling of Jensen’s hot breath on your neck sending goosebumps throughout your body.

The knot in your stomach began to get tighter - Jensen knew you were close, telling by the hand that moved from the iron grip on your hip down to your core, rubbing you quickly, doing his best to bring you closer to the end.

You felt all your breath leave your lungs as you came, collapsing onto your elbows as electricity coursed through your veins. You felt Jensen pull out, panting heavily as he released in hot spurts on the back of your thigh.

You forced yourself to come down quickly, looking around the closet for something to clean yourself up with. There was a roll of paper towels on the floor not far from you, thankfully, and you tore some off, cleaning up the back of your legs as Jensen calmed down, running a hand through his hair.

You winced as you sat up on your knees, hoping they wouldn’t be scraped or red, anything that would give away your actions to Irene or anyone else. Jensen stood, offering a hand out to you. You gladly accepted it, pulling yourself off of the floor.

The room was silent as the two of you fixed your appearances. You gnawed on your bottom lip as you adjusted your skirt back to its normal placement, ready to walk out of the closet.

You felt a hand on yours, however, and when you turned around, Jensen had pulled you in for another kiss. This one was much softer - scared, almost. After a few seconds, Jensen pulled back, a slight blush on his cheeks.

“Could I, uh, could I get your number?” He asked quietly.

You smiled at the question, but your conscience was screaming at you again. This wasn’t right. You have a boyfriend - you can’t go giving your number to anyone.

You ignored this constant nagging however, giving Jensen your number before slipping out of the closet, back into the busy nightclub.

It was once you laid eyes on Irene at the bar, her own eyes searching the area for you, was when the guilt set in.

You had really gone and done that - slept with someone else when you were dating Justin. You knew no matter what your reason was for having sex with Jensen, it didn’t matter. 

Approaching Irene, you told her you weren’t feeling well, and despite a questioning look from her, she led you out of the club, taking you home.

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You sighed as you opened the door to yours and Justin’s apartment, your chest feeling heavy as you closed and locked the door behind you. Your mind was racing, but what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? You had decided on the way home not to tell him about Jensen, even though it was proving difficult for you to get him out of your head.

“Y/N?” Justin’s voice reached your ears, and you turned, seeing him smiling softly at you from the hallway entrance.

“Hey. What are you doing up?” You asked him, surprised that he was instigating a conversation - he hadn’t done that in a while.

“Waiting for you. Did you go out?” Justin replied, walking over to you and sliding his hands over your hips.

You raised an eyebrow as you answered him, “Yeah, Irene and I went out for drinks. Why’d you wait for me?” You questioned, refraining from adding the fact that he hadn’t bothered to so much as hold your hand in weeks.

Justin then surprised you by leaning in and capturing your lips with his, the type of intoxicating kiss you didn’t realized you’d missed so much. You let your hands wrap around his neck as he pulled away, whispering that he had a surprise for you waiting in your room, and he had realized how neglectful he’d been to you, and how he intended on fixing it.

As the two of you left to your room, your phone vibrated on the counter, screen lighting up for a few seconds before dimming again.

Unknown Number: Hey, it’s Jensen. I had a nice time tonight, maybe we can do it again soon?

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Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader (Female and Plus-Sized)

Word Count: ~6246

Warnings: very nsfw, smut, also some fluff, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, true mates, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), knotting, slightly insecure reader, not beta read

A/N: This was written for @dr-dean ’s A/B/O Birthday Challenge. It’s a bit late (and by a bit, I mean a lot because it’s been more than a few days oops) but I’m happy I got it done! I chose Dean x Reader and Fat-Bottomed Girls by Queen. I attempted this thing like 3 times because this fic is actually TWO firsts for me! First time writing smut (hence why it took me so long) and writing A/B/O! So, I’d love feedback but please be gentle with me lmao. Although I’m half convinced that it’s terrible lol, so I’m sorry if it is! :p

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Tags: @charliebradbury1104 @hanny-writes-spn @rdy4thevoid @animexchocolate (Sorry if you’re squicked by A/B/O and/or Smut and don’t wanna see this, feel free to ignore me! Or let me know so I can avoid tagging you on it in the future~)

At the bottom, I’m also tagging people from @mrswhozeewhatsis tag spreadsheet who like A/B/O (and Dean lol) because apparently my shy self is feeling adventurous lol. Sorry if I mis-tagged anyone!

The bunker was a pretty even temperature most of the time, considering it was underground, but this heat wave all over the Midwest was officially starting to invade your little haven from the supernatural. It wasn’t too unbearable most days but that didn’t meant you weren’t spending more than a few hours a day planted in front of your wonderful box fan while you waited for the boys to come home.

The Winchesters were out of state for the next week or so, too crabby with the heat to stay cooped up in the bunker for long. It seemed like a pretty open and shut case, vengeful spirit terrorising a small town library. So you let the two alpha brothers go off on their own while you took a much needed vacation from hunting.

Having the whole space to yourself, there ended up being a lot of things you went without while they were away. First and foremost was your awful smelling scent-blocking cream. It smelled like almost nothing when it was dry but, man alive, that stuff straight out of the tube made you want to pass out. Still, every morning you toughed it out as it was unfortunately the best one out on the market and you didn’t want to inconvenience your two resident alphas with changes in your scent.

Or with even knowing your presentation at all, for that matter.

Warnings: none, maybe angst?

Blurb: Dean gets traveled back in time and meets a special some one. *wink wink

And yes I am aware that there are multiple episodes like this but it is gonna get a bit different in the next part/ parts.

Let me know if you would like it be tagged in the next part !

It all started when Dean has forced Sam to come along on another hunt just after torching a vamps nest, leaving the brothers bloody and tired.

“You have got to be kidding me!” Sam wailed loudly on the black leather seats on the 1967 Chevy impala that dean worshipped.

“What? Come on you old man it will do you good. Your the one who always says running is good for you. Besides I’m pretty sure it’s a witch, nothing we haven’t dealt with many times before.” Dean spoke back humoursly.

“Can’t we at least take a shower first Dean? I am sticky with vamp juice and it’s gross!” Sam whined again, trying to perusade his brother.

“Vamp juice! Vamp juice. Now that’s a new one.” Dean chuckled at Sams remark.

From there Dean put his foot in the gas, murmuring ‘vamp juice’ under his breath with a small smile. Then they were off to the place they now called home. The bunker of the Men of Letters.

*******

An hour later and not a minute more Sam and Dean emerged from their rabbit hole. Their large statures climbed into the Impala, setting out to make good of the world once again.

After a couple of hours of rock songs pounding out the open windows including ‘dead or alive’, the boys arrived at their new found destination.

They both stare out the window at a small, rustic cottage. “Are you sure this the place? Isn’t she meant to be super rich?” Sam queeried not believing his eyes. “I don’t know Sam maybe she wanted to live a quiet life. What am I? A mind reader?” Dean ignorantly snapped back. Sam sighed as they both stretched their legs as they appeared in the driveway of the quaint house. Suits buttoned and straightend, the brothers walked side by side to the old wooden door.

Dean took lead and snapped his wrist, knocking quickly three times on the hard door. After a couple of seconds with no answer, Dean and Sam glanced at each other with a nervous look. Dean then went to repeat his actions, but, before his knuckles could meet the door it was swung open, his hand in place of where it once was.

Sam now takes lead, this being his fortay. “Hello mam, Marry Allen? I’m detective Brosner and this is my partner detective Adams.” Sam intoduced him and his brother with a small smile. “We are just here to talk about the death of your husband if that’s alright with you?”

“Of course, come in detectives.” Mary’s shallow voice spoke quietly as she held the door open for the two tall boys. Mary made her way into the next room, Sam and Dean heading towards the rough dining table. “Would you like some tea?” Her soft voice called from the confines of her kitchen.

“No thanky-” Dean attempted to say not before being interrupted by sams gruff voice with a quick “yes please.” Clanks from the kitchen could be heard as dean look at Sam with the ‘really’ face. “Tea, Sammy , really!” Dean questioned.

“Yes Dean, I like my tea.”

Mary shuffled her way into the dining room as dean hanged his head in dissapointment if his brothers drink choices. They both nodded their heads in thankyou as the steaming cups were placed upon the rustic table. As Mary slowly sits down on the chair next to Dean, Sam began his normal routine. “So where you there when you husband past last night ?”

“No I wasn’t but I really wish I was. It hurts to think I wsn’t there for him in his last moments.” Mary sorrowfully replied.

“Where were you?”

“I was walking our dog Lily, she gets ancy.” Mary replied quickly as Sam nodded in response.

“In the dark?”

“Yes, she likes the dark.”

Dean butter in with much curiosity “so where is Lily?”

“Oh she is at a friends, I just didn’t think I could care for her right now” Mary replies after a slight pause.

“Wouldn’t you want the opposite?” Dean questioned “I mean wouldn’t you want her here for comfort?”

“I suppose. If you excuse me.” Mary achingly rose from her seat and made her way from room to room. As soon as her footsteps could no longer be heard Sam and Dean began to discuss.

“There is no way she has a dog.” Dean states bluntly. “Yeah I’m with you there. I can’t see any dog food, hair or beds anywhere. She couldn’t have gotten rid of all of that in a couple hours.” Sam agrees.

“Do you think she’s the witch” deans asks seriously, itching to solve the case.

“I don’t know. Maybe. But I think we should check it out.”

They both nod their heads in agreement and rise from their cushioned seats, heading for the kitchen they last saw Mary disappear from. “Mary? We just want to ask you a few more questions.” Sam speaks into the dark hallway ahead that leads to multiple doors. Without an answer, guns are drawn in the face of danger as the boys slowly make their way into the darkness.

Dean takes lead breaking into the first room, guns threatening anything that moves. “Nothing” Deans gruff voice answers. The boys move out Sam taking the next room with Dean in tail. They came up with nothing again. With the last room in sight, dean races for it, curiosity getting the best of him. He is met with a blinding blue light and Dean shuts his eyes in pain with a grunt. When he opens them he is met with an absurd sight.

People are passing him by in well tailored suits or dresses that blossomed from the waist with shoes to match. Across the small street, boys with overalls could be seen with chimney sweep top hats upon their heads. The only cars in sight were ones out of a black and white movie.

“What the Hell!” Dean exclaims.

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We’re gonna pretend like the Blue Jays didn’t lose their opening game last night.

Yeah, yeah, I know I promised this yesterday on the actual Opening Day but I got distracted because I’m the worst ever with timing. BUT it’s still Opening Weekend so we’re gonna pretend like it’s all good. This takes place about nine or so months after where they were at the end of the final (fifth) part of the series, and it’s about 1.6k words. It can also be read as a standalone piece if you haven’t read the series, but if you’d like to read it, it’s linked in my masterlist. Enjoy, and I’d so love to hear your feedback!!

Opening Day was one of the most exciting days of the year; every baseball aficionado could agree on that. What you hadn’t known, however, was how stressful the day was for those working on the inside to make it happen. The Blue Jays would be playing their first of 162 games in just over an hour, and you hadn’t had a long enough break the entire day to take the time to even acknowledge your excitement.

The team had had a more than successful Spring Training, and you (along with every other Jays fan) were extremely hopeful for the upcoming season. Your current worry, however, was that you’d miss the start of it.

You’d been running around the stadium and the offices like crazy trying to finish your bottomless pit of a to-do list, but every time you thought you were getting close to the end, your boss had more for you to do. You’d been working nonstop since eight that morning, and the closer time crept to 7 p.m. the more anxious you became that you’d miss some of the game.

Rules: We’re snooping on your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 people to tag.

A Year Without Rain (Dave Audé Radio Remix) - Selena Gomez

Love You Like A Love Song - Selena Gomez

Hurt Feelings - Mac Miller (RIP ❤️)

Life Is A Highway - Rascal Flatts

Can’t Help Falling in Love - Elvis Presley

It Ain’t Me - Kygo feat. Selena Gomez

Jesus, Take the Wheel - Carrie Underwood

Trust In Me - Selena Gomez

Cold Water - Justin Bieber

Fotos y Recuerdos - Selena

1. dear maria, count me in - all time low

2. morph - twenty one pilots

3. sugar honey ice and tea - bring me the horizon

4. from the dinning table - harry styles

5. why - shawn mendes

6. come out and play - billie eilish

7. glitter - tyler, the creator

8. all the stars - kendrick lamar ft. sza

9. man down (cover) - zhavia

10. seguiré aquí - sebastian olzanski

1. For the first time - The Script

2. Afraid - The Neighbourhood

3. DNA - Little Mix

4. Eyes Closed - Halsey

5. Small Bump - Ed Sheeran

6. Party Favour - Billie Eilish

7. Problem - Ariana Grande

8. Urges - Lastlings

9. Morph - Twenty One Pilots ( haha the same @obsidiandolans )

10. Ruin - Shawn Mendes - MTV Unplugged

I am tagging :

@rockstardolan @whispermendes @infiniteshawn @sippingchai @ashtns @softboyshawn

Strawberry - I’m in love with you.

Cherry - I love you.

Watermelon - I think you’re cute.

Blueberry - You’re amazing.

Kiwi- You’re pretty

Rasberry - You’re hot.

Plum - I would fuck you.

Paopu Fruit - I would date you.

Grapes - I could stay on your blog for hours.

Lemon - You are my tumblr crush.

Orange - I want to get to know you.

Tangerine - We have a lot in common.

Lemon - I wish you would notice me.

JANUARY BABY

Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn. Repost this in 5 mins and you will meet someone new in 8 days that will perfectly balance your personality.

FEBRUARY BABY

Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions. Repost this in 5 mins and you will talk to someone new and realize that you are a perfect match.

MARCH BABY

Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others. If you repost this in the next 5 mins, you will meet your new love in 8 days.

APRIL BABY

Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains. If you repost this in 5 mins, a cutie that’s caught your eye will introduce themselves and you will realize that you are very much alike in the next 2 days.

MAY BABY

Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High-spirited. If you repost this in the next 5 minutes, you will become close to someone you do not speak too much in the next 4 days.

JUNE BABY

You’ve got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you’ve got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends, if you repost this in 5 minutes.

JULY BABY

Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people’s feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days

AUGUST BABY

Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an “every thing’s peachy” attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer. Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of “that someone”. Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by “no pain no gain” caring. Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious. “charming” or “beautiful” to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent. Strong willed. A fighter. Repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month.

SEPTEMBER BABY

Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people’s problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. If you do not repost this in the next 5 mins, someone very close to you will become mad at you in the next 8 days.

OCTOBER BABY

Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years.

NOVEMBER BABY

Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins & you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month.

DECEMBER BABY