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     Even though Eugene was notorious for having the alcohol tolerance of a toddler, the man’s reaction to the mystery alcohol was a lot stronger than he’d anticipated.

       ‘  G-Good heavens, what is in this?  ’ he sputtered, trying his best not to dry-heave in front of other people.

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1st place goes to: @breakiitdown! You are  allowed to pick an item from the store for an amount of 9.99 total! It can be several items together, but as long as it stays below 9.99!

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“Oye, amigo!”

The living world was, by far, interesting to explore. On Día de Muertos, however, Héctor found that he could visit more than one place. The freedom to explore was his for three days, though the first was always spent with his familia. The other two days? Well, Héctor was more than happy to explore and visit familiar faces. Like the hombre with the loco legs.

The young omnic overlooked the other; he was adorned in new garments, gifts of the day, there had been an insistence that Zenyatta wear such clothes out. He loved them. 

Jesse was working out in the training room, doing push-ups one-handed in his tight tank top and joggers. He grumbled, grunting and sweating as he went up and down. Though it was with his metal arm so it was slightly cheating. His long hair falling out partially from the ponytail he put it in. The golden cross on its delicate chain hanging down in front of him.  He had music playing on his phone nearby him on the floor. Breathing out roughly. Not paying attention to what was happening around him. 

《 ᴷᴬᴮᴸᴼᴼᴵᴱ﹗》

( He meant what he said and truth be told, he had little qualms in hurting others. The Scotsman was pleasant to be around and mingled well with others but it was questionable where his empathy lay.

He knew loyalty however beyond that, what did other people’s life mean to him?

Despite this Tavish couldn’t bring it in himself to correct the other’s misjudgement.

His morals were a mess. )

❛ Aye, of course. . . Yer right.

I cannae go around doubtin’ myself like that.

Yer a good lad, you know that? I dinnae think anybody’s ever told me that before. ❜