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“Iғ ѕellιɴɢ мy ѕoυl ιѕ wнαт ιт тαĸeѕ тo wιɴ, I’ll ɢιve yoυ тнιѕ вody, ɴo нoldѕ вαrred.” • Selecтιve. • [N] SFW. • Reтweeтѕ αpprecιαтed.

Skating at the rink.

Avoiding some nearby fans. Don't judge him.

He has a headache. Digging around in his duffel bag for some medication.

Coughing and sneezing. He has the flu or something. He’s dying.

He feel sick suddenly.

He’s going to look for Otabek.

❝What are you staring at?❞

The blonde happily stepped off the door and made his way into the house. ❝Why were you so close to the door anyways?❞ nitter.gq/xqueenoferosx/status/9…

He’s going to go get some hot chocolate.

His hands still nestled down in his pocket, the blonde leaned down to look at her. ❝Is that you piggy?❞ He asked with a smirk. nitter.gq/xqueenoferosx/status/9…

He’s gonna pretend he didn’t hear anything and stand on the door. ❝What was that?❞ nitter.gq/xqueenoferosx/status/9…

❝Maybe I should go to practice. . .❞

❝Where is everyone?❞

Kicks down the door. ❝Losers.❞

Rubs eyes. Wakes up. ❝Morning, losers.❞

Rubs the sleep out of his eyes. "Morning."

Practicing at the rink. Avoiding people. Graceful asf.

❝Afternoon, losers!❞

his walk. That was until he bump into his someone. ❝Hey! Watch where you're going!❞ [Open]