"Ah. I like your hair"
"Oh, thank you! It's such a pain to take care of, but it's worth it."

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"Ah. I like your hair"
"Oh, thank you! It's such a pain to take care of, but it's worth it."

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Day at the range
@meows4vodka It was a bright sunny July day, and the Japanese couple of Ryu and Namonai had agreed to spend a day out at a shooting range. Ryu had a bit of experience with firearms, and decided to teach Namonai how to use them. They soon arrived at the range, and Ryu had rented out a few weapons to try out. Ryu then lead Namonai to the weapon wall, many different guns from rifles to pistols to shotguns were there.
meows4vodka SAID: DONT SWEAT IT, BOO
sincerely-petra SAID: // UTI IS PAINFUL AS FUCK I CAN’T IMAGINE WHAT IT’S LIKE TO HAVE KIDNEY STONES FROM A YOUNG AGE. STAY STRONG CHAMP, WE’LL BE HERE WHEN YOU RETURN.
//Thank you both <3 I’m doing much better, and the pain in my kidney’s is 100% gone, I’m hoping the stones will slow to one a year now if anything. (I typically get about three a year, and I’ve had them since I was 15, I’m now almost 23)Â
The short girl was being teased by the tall 3rd years as they held up the scarf her father gave her before he died. It meant a lot. "Please give it back!" She wanted to cry. She wanted to fight, but she already had too many suspensions.
Noya walked by, actually on his way home. He wasn’t really in thoughts but wasn’t paying attention to his surroundings either. So that’s why he kinda bumped into the bold third year, something soft touching his face. Wrinkling his forehead, the Libero stopped. Getting an overview of the situation he looked at the girl, a complete stranger to him - but somehow cute (well actually show him one girl that wasn’t!) She looked like she was about to start crying. “What’s the matter? Got a problem?” Nishinoya placed his hands on his hips, looking up to the third year who was holding something in his hands. A scarf? Yeez, who does he think he was? A grade schooler? “Yo, give it back. It’s not yours.”