#b-morse

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No. Thre’s three small paintings ( reproduction prints of famous works ) and a wall calendar and that’s it. There’s no sense in cluttering one's walls with the frivuoous that mean nothing.

“doing the same thing I have been doing for years: helping my people. defending my nation has been and always will be my first priority. from now, i can only hope that i succeed farther than my limitations. than the BLACK PANTHER’s limitations.”

Like any other person. If not better. I was raised to keep going. To push past the breakdowns and focus on the tasks at hands. It’s how I run my company and almost everything else in my life.

Emma rose a brow at the feel of the hand on her calf boot zipper being tugged down. “Normally I charge extra for someone to undress me..." It was a mumble accompanied by a dazed smirk. The slight fog of her head leaving her slowly. She could take in where she was. Not her room. Not Scott's. Where the bloody hell was she?And who was undressing her? Cold metal met her exposed mid drift, and she blinked at the other blonde. Then pain.  Jesus Mary and Joseph. She bit down on her lip until she could taste blood, the boot being rolled down past her ankle. swollen. She moved to sit up, wincing, leaning back on her elbows. “Not that I’m opposed to being undressed by women, but who are you and why?”

If you’re talking about Bullseye McFreak and newest the newest birdie to campus To-Kill-A-Mockingbird, Miss Bobbi Morse, then we couldn’t agree more. Looks like those flames aren’t quite as dosed as they thought ;)