Nov 2, 2017
Las cosas que amamos #café #coffee #coffeaddicts
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Las cosas que amamos #café #coffee #coffeaddicts
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#goodmorning you guys out there. I hope you preciate a good #coffee like I do. With this #espresso my day gets a little bit brighter. The #weather is very moody today in #berlin. Tag some #coffeaddicts or tell me why you are a #coffeelover (hier: Berlin - Kreuzberg)
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Bebe groaned as she woke up. No hangover thank god. So she couldnt have had that much to drink. However she couldnt remember much after that second Sex On The Beach. What the hell happened last night? She sat up, running a hand through her thick blonde hair. Then she heard him speak. The man she had gone home with last night.
"Sorry, sweetie. I dont remember anything. And I’ve got clothes on so dont worry, we didnt fuck" she smiled, not about to show how much she hated mornings. "Who are you? I think your name is…spence? Spency? Spook?"
Spencer winced at the curse word, looking down as another pain shot through his head. "I'm Spencer," he corrected, rubbing his temples as he whimpered. "How did you end up here? I-I mean...why are you here? We obviously didn't..." He trailed off, sighing softly. "I'm just confused, that's all."
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"If I could re-arrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together."
Viktor stood outside of Kurts office, a big boquet of red roses, a box of chocolate and a card in his hands. He knocked on the door, hoping the other would be happy for the gifts. He didnt know what to give Kurt today after all.
Kurt had his own gifts for Viktor, but they were being delivered to the house later. Mostly Swedish food Kurt couldn’t figure out how to cook right so he was having someone. But of course at the knock he was up and opening the door to his office pausing at the large bouquet of roses. “Ah… Wow.” That was unexpected. He also got something for Rasmus, a nice tedy bear and some chocolates along with of course the Sweedish food.
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"Kenzie, why are you doing this? I-I haveny done anything! I promise! Why wont you believe me?" - Bebe (murderous rampage. I love them westparkgirls <3)
Kenzie saw red. And that wasn't just from the blood drying on her hands. No, this was pure and undaunted rage. She had never been so mad before but, damn, did that surge of power and aggression feel wonderful, like a high of dangerous substances churning and threatening to spew out of control. It was so all consuming that Kenzie didn't even remember why she was mad at the other blonde.
Until she begged Kenzie to stop.
She didn't. If anything, her grip on the curly blonde locks tightened and she shoved the girl back against the brick wall, her face twisted in a snarl. "Why the fuck would I believe you, huh? When have you ever given me a reason to trust your ass? You better start fucking telling the truth or I'm going to crush your windpipe, make you shut up for once in your life."
Its Just Fabric.
Kurt had to say so far Henrietta moving in with him was going pretty well. He'd spent most of his free time with her before so that really change, and if she needed anything during her pregnancy he was right there. Still, he probably hadn't thought this through as much as he should have, and he was about to find out out why. Henrietta came into his room while he was meditating so of course he was a bit distracted. When she asked where his extra batteries were he just waved in the general direction of his walk-in closet. A moment later he realized this was a big mistake. He got up and opened his mouth to tell her he'd get the batteries for her, but it was too late. She'd already stepped inside. coffeaddicts
Boy or Girl?
An irritated look crossed over Kenzie's face as she struggled to breath in the binding underneath her uniform. What else was she supposed to do? It was difficult to hide C cups. But, thanks to Kylie's help before she left, she managed and now, in the tan slacks and blazer of the Academy, looked like a pudgy, slightly short blonde boy with a bed head. And the school's headmaster actually bought it, even her fake documents! After all, there was no way she was passing up a full ride just because of her gender, not to a really prestigious school with a great choral program. She glanced back down at her papers and then at the number on the dorm she was assigned. Since classes were in session for a few more minutes, Kenzie decided to just walk in and put away a few of her more feminine things before her roomie arrived. The place was nice, much nicer than her room at home, with two twin beds, two dressers, two desks, and one bedside table in between. Setting her luggage on the bed that was untouched, she put away her undergarments and the rest of her binding stuff before whoever she was rooming with was to arrive and then flopped on the bed, mentally preparing a list of rules she hoped he would follow. Otherwise, this would all go to hell in a handbasket quicker than Erica throws the first punch.
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