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this made me laugh so hard i started coughing

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The moon is my witness to everything i felt and never said

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hey babe im gonna be home late tonight do you mind picking up dinner. yeah sorry the king has us working over time, some fuckin egghead sat on the wall and had a GREAT fall. we've got all the men working on this but idk if we're gonna be able to put him back together again. yeah we've tried the horses. ok bye love you.

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Horse figure of the day: Breyer #712338 "Strawberry"

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✭ "this reminded me of you" and it’s just a stupid rock or a weird leaf but you hold onto it like it's a diamond because it's you to them.

I'm gonna do this one a little differently because of what ideas my brain is giving me.

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Angela comes into work on a normal Tuesday morning with a breakfast sandwich and coffee in hand, much like she does every morning. She makes her way to her desk in the pod she's in and when she's put down her things, she pauses.

There's a little palm-sized rock on her desk. She picks it up and finds it smooth to the touch, and when she tilts it, the light brings vibrant rainbows to life across the dark surface. It's a palm stone made of rainbow obsidian.

Amanda is already at her desk, answering an email. She turns to her friend.

"Do you know where this came from?" she asks Amanda, holding up the gorgeous stone.

Amanda shakes her head. "No, but it's gorgeous. It looks like good vibes feel."

Angela laughs softly and she examines the stone again. It truly is gorgeous and she gets lost in watching the colors for a moment.

She puts the rock beside her computer where it'll be safe and she sits down to eat.

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Wednesday morning, Angela is running late so she has to immediately run into the all-hands meeting. It's not until the meeting is over that she's able to pop into the kitchen and make a breakfast sandwich. When she's got her breakfast and some coffee, she goes to her desk to eat.

She sits down and picks up the little figurine. Her bottom lip trembles a little bit as she looks it over. Whoever is doing this is so sweet. She puts the little dog next to the palm stone and starts in on her breakfast.

This time there's a little carved Chihuahua sitting on her desk. The little dog is carved out of soapstone, so he's almost Spork's color.

She sits down at her desk and picks up the little dog. Her bottom lip trembles. Whoever is doing this is so unbelievably sweet. She mentions it during their first shoot of the day, but nobody fesses up to being the culprit.

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Thursday has her excited to go into work, and she's sad when there isn't a little rock on her desk. She was just starting to get used to the little trinkets.

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On Friday there are two stones on her desk. The first is a moonstone carving of a cat sleeping, all curled up. It's precious and looks ethereal with the way the moonstone practically glows in the lights of the office.

The second rock on her desk is a fairy sitting down. It looks almost unreal and like it might shatter when she picks it up. It looks like it's tinsel become rock, as it's aura quartz. She's never seen anything like it before.

Amanda is at her desk already and Angela turns to her again. "Are you sure you don't know who's doing this?" she asks her friend, holding up the angel.

Amanda takes it and examines the beautiful little statue. She knows who's doing it but she's been sworn to secrecy. She hasn't seen any of the trinkets beforehand so this is her first time seeing it and she whistles low and smiles.

"That's gorgeous. Somebody really likes you," she says. Angela blushes and takes her fairy back.

"You think that's what this is?" she asks Amanda.

"Seems like it to me. You're getting secret admirer gifts, honey."

She hasn't thought of it that way, but she is.

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Friday finds her standing at her desk and examining a labradorite flower. It's a lotus flower and it's incredibly detailed. It flashes in the light as she shifts it.

She's got a massive smile on her face as she props it up against her pen holder so she can see it properly.

She's been carrying the palm stone when she has secure pockets, like today. She's wearing her overalls so it goes in the front pocket.

Her first video today is Resident Evil VII's expansion, so she's going to be holed up with Spencer and Amanda for a couple hours. It sounds like a wonderful start to her filming day. Filming video games with those two has become one of her most favorite things to do here at Smosh.

She heads to set and finds Spencer already there. Amanda is nowhere to be seen; she's in the kitchen finishing up her breakfast. She's got to go slow today because of nausea so she's going to likely be a couple of minutes behind the planned schedule, which is no big deal. Alex is also out of the room at the moment, as they're in the restroom. It's just the two of them.

Angela fishes out her palm stone when she sits down and she begins turning it over in her hand repeatedly. It's such a nice fidget. It's appeared in a couple of videos now and the presence of the stone means a more calm Angela.

Spencer looks over at her as she plays with the stone. This is the first time they've been alone all week.

"I'm glad you like the stones," he tells her, and Angela pauses in her fidgeting.

"It's been you?" she asks, surprised beyond belief. Her face is growing warm as she remembers Amanda calling them secret admirer gifts. It's Spencer. There's no way that's what they are, right?

Spencer smiles, looking shy as he does so. "Yeah. I uh, I was next to a rock shop while out last week and I just... I dunno. They reminded me of you."

"All of them?"

He nods. "You're uh, kind of magical, you know?" She doesn't know, but she lets him go on. "So the most magical looking rocks made me think of you, and I knew that you'd like the palm stone as a bonus."

"Why me?" she asks softly.

"Why not you? You're a light in the dark, Angela," Spencer tells her. "I wanted to show you that."

She leans against him, resting her head on his shoulder. She hugs him from the side, nice and tight, and when his arm comes around her back it makes her feel warm and fuzzy from head to toe. Like this, she can really smell his cologne. It fills her head pleasantly.

"Thank you," she murmurs. "I've loved all of them. They're beautiful."

"Much like you," Spencer tells her, and he laughs softly when she squeaks and hides her face.

"Can we talk more about this later?" Angela asks him. "Say... Over dinner?"

Spencer grins and it makes Angela smile too.

"That sounds like a great idea. Chili's?" he asks, sounding hopeful.

Angela laughs. "Chili's," she agrees.

If they sit closer to each other for the duration of the video, nobody comments on it. Under the table, Angela's leg presses against Spencer's like a secret hug.

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British people cannot comment on how unhealthy American food is. I have seen what you people eat. You do not have the moral high ground on that one.

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Asanuma Kiriko

Fatal Frame 3 : The Tormented (2005)

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remember the author of "the boy in the striped pajamas" btw this is him now

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I will never get over a TERF referring to me as “misogyny final boss”. Video game where you have to defeat the villains of misogyny and then the final boss, Mr. Misogyny himself, a wimpy trans guy with smudged glasses who says things you don’t like online.

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need to add more mechanics to sleeping

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SPENGELA PROMPTS!!!! omg omg omg PLEASe if you would, a drunk crushfession from Angela to sober Spennser, like her drunk convo with Damian at the Xmas party that she didnt remember afterwards

Angela knew joining in on the little game of Never Have I Ever was a bad idea when Chanse gives her the look that says he's up to something. She's on her third drink and she downs half of it on each question he asks. He's looking her dead in the eyes both times.

"Never have I ever had a thing for a super close friend and never told them."

She drinks.

And again, on "Never have I ever been in love with a friend who had a girlfriend at the time."

Shes scowling as she finishes the mouthful of vodka. Her head is swimming a little bit.

"I'm gonna go get some water."

Theyre in a public venue and Angela is visibly intoxicated, so Spencer decides to go with her to make sure she stays safe.

Spencer walks alongside her as she makes her way to the bar. They have to wait, so Spencer looks over to his friend. She's pink high in her cheeks and she's pretty giggly, even though she wants to throw something at Chanse.

"So, in love with a close friend, huh?"

"Yeeeeah," she says, only half registering that it's Spencer she's talking to.

"Why haven't you told them yet?"

"Cause you had a girlfriend until like a month ago," she tells him, and it isn't until Spencer says, "me?" does she realize what she just did.

Her eyes go wide. "Please pretend you didn't hear that," she tells Spencer, and while there's no way he can, she looks like she's going to cry if he doesn't say okay. Angela is mortified. She's going to kill Chanse. This is exactly the kind of thing he wanted to happen.

Spencer has some things to say but he's pretty sure she's not going to remember all of this and he wants to have that talk when she's sober.

"I'm so sorry," Angela mumbles. "I'm drunk. Don't listen to me."

She orders a water from the bartender and happily takes the bottle from her.

Spencer guides her away from the crowd at the bar and he just urges her to drink her water. He's reeling from the bomb she just dropped on his ass, but right now just isn't the time to get into it.

Angela looks like she's ready to bolt at any moment so Spencer gets her a cheese plate. Getting Angela to focus on something else has the effect he's hoping for and she relaxes again. He doesn't want her all upset if he can help it.

About an hour later Spencer is tucking her into an uber with Chanse, who promises to let Spencer know when Angela gets home.

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In the morning, Angela wakes to a knock on her door. She's hungover but not sick, and there are several gaps in her memory. She has the distinct feeling she did something she shouldn't have, though.

When she opens the door, Spencer is there with sausage, egg, and cheese biscuits and a big iced coffee for her.

She's touched when she realizes what he has and she lets him in. "How did you know my hangover food? Chanse?"

Spencer nods. "I figured you could do with some good breakfast. How are you feeling?"

"Like a shoe," she grumbles as she takes her sandwich and coffee. "And not even a cute one."

"Well, I can at least tell you you look better than a shoe," he tells her and starts unwrapping his own sandwich.

She blushes a little bit and mumbles thank you. They're quiet for a minute while they eat some food, and Angela is almost starting to relax when Spencer makes her stomach sink.

"How much of last night do you remember?"

"Oh no," she whispers. "What did I do? Who did I kiss?"

Spencer laughs. "Why do you assume you kissed someone?"

"Because that's the kind of thing my life would do to me right now," she pouts. "What did I do?"

"Well, I asked you a question about something you drank for during Never Have I Ever," he tells her, and her eyes grow wide as it starts to come back to her.

"Oh, fuck," she mutters, covering her eyes with one hand. I told him. I fucking told him.

"You didn't really give me a chance to respond," Spencer points out, and Angela curls in on herself a little bit.

"You don't have to try and find a nice way to let me down. I know already," she says softly.

"If you knew anything," Spencer begins, "then you'd know I like you too Angela, and I have for a while."

She looks like she could be an actual deer in headlights with the way she's staring at him. "You're serious?"

Its Spencer's turn to frown. "I wouldn't fuck around about something like this, Ange. I mean it—I like you too. I've been trying to get the courage to ask you out on a date, even."

A slow smile is beginning to spread across her face. She didn't ruin everything the way she thought she would." I'd really like that, "she tells him.

They discuss where they'd like to go when they come back from the holidays while they eat their breakfast. When they bid each other goodbye, Angela gives him a goodbye kiss on the cheek.

She can't wait to see what the New Year brings.

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courage the cowardly dog is not cowardly because that poor dog will be facing the flayed corpse of god or some shit every episode. courage the reasonably horrified dog