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jeffy.xn--6ii
y'all my sister saw my rewatch right in the middle of the qrow and winter fight and asked why they even started fighting
deadass just answered "bc qrow's a menace"
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jeffy.xn--6ii
i gotta stop getting drawn to the for you tab here it's a mess π₯²
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In her mind, she stood before him simply as a sister β not a bearer of the Schnee name nor the Atlas military.
That should be scarier a thought.
"And yet you seem adamant to give her a hard time."
The laidback explanation prompts a brow raise; yet as a passing Atlesian soldier approaches the pair to assist, Yang's assertion may as well be proven when Winter dismisses the guard with a flick of her hand.
"And who exactly designated you to be a special guest?"
The query breaks her out of her concentrated gaze; a few blinks needed for her to compose herself.
"Apologies. It's just that . . . you have such a familiar face, but I'm almost certain you're not part of the military."
Bracing herself for a copious number of documents, the thoughtful little surprise that greets her instead allows a soft smile to grace the specialist's lips.
If it's from who Winter thinks it is, well . . . that makes the feeling in her chest all the warmer.
While no oneβs around, or looking, he sets a stem of serval chamomile flowers, resting in a small, water-filled vial, against her drop box. Itβs sturdy and stable, upright, waiting for her as a surprise.
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// how's your weekend so far y'all
i drank at a bar named hummingbird and got the ph political spectrum explained to me akdnf
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