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I don’t want a lot of shirts but i know this was made for me

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Jessi Manchester

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i’m so sorry for disappearing for a while, i’m not dead!!

just managed to get ill, is all...

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i’m already on my way to steal that wine, get ready mina!

You’re gonna gotta catch me first, punk!

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> his grin only grows brighter, free hand furling to a fist and pumping the air; a rather exuberant action, but he’s most definitely excited.

“i’m totally down for shots!”

> pauses when the arm comes around xyr shoulders, but relaxes and laughs a little; puts an arm around his waist.

“yuuup. man, you’re a better guy than me with that goodwill shit, but that’s neither here nor there — wanna do shots?”

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> it takes a moment to realize just who you’re talking to, before a grin curls up on boyish features.

> you sling an arm over the other’s shoulders.

“dabi, right? ah, man      a good chunk of parties is getting fucked up and making questionable decisions, probably! ‘sides, i thought people would appreciate the gesture of good will.”

> raises a hand in greeting at the newcomer, one xe barely recognizes — after a couple moments — as the mutual friend of bakugou.

> seems a bit impressed at the haul.

“damn, my guy. you planning to get fucked up, or what?”

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> You’re late, that much is obvious. Even from across the street you can hear the hustle and bustle by the bonfire, picture mingling individuals yelling and drinking; if you’re the last to arrive, you really wouldn’t be surprised. But you don’t care, never have when it came to your clear lack of perception of time passing. No one can really blame you, when you’ve brought a good selection of beer, cider, and assorted spirits.

> A hand pushes through scarlet spikes, moves to pat down dark tank top and carmine shorts. There’s already laughter on the tip of your tongue, ready to flee in fervor from your lips. As you get closer, everything feels a little exciting. Feels a little bit like home.

“I brought the good shit!”

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managed to hatch a scyther from a 10km egg!! i’m gonna use this bad boy to take over the instinct gym down the road B)

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this was the only one i could find

now i want takoyaki, is there a tiny takoyaki video

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PEOPLE ARE COOKING TINY FOOD MINA

TINY FOOD WITH TINY SPOONS

OH MY GOD!!!

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OH MY GOD!!!