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October 11th, 2018 11:01 am
one. I'm eating cookie dough with a tongue depressor for lunch.
two. Star Wars means nothing to me. I know only the basics. Darth is Luke's father. R2 is short, C3 is gold. Yoda sings Rainbow Connection. The kinda stuff EVERYONE knows.
three. You can call me ugly and you can call me fat, but don't you EVER say my meme game is weak.
four. You wrapped yourself in tin-foil and told us you were Iron Man. I have pictures.
five. text away! or call.
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two. Star Wars means nothing to me. I know only the basics. Darth is Luke's father. R2 is short, C3 is gold. Yoda sings Rainbow Connection. The kinda stuff EVERYONE knows.
three. You can call me ugly and you can call me fat, but don't you EVER say my meme game is weak.
four. You wrapped yourself in tin-foil and told us you were Iron Man. I have pictures.
five. text away! or call.
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11:32 am.
Gwen peers out the window as she awaits Peter's arrival. He isn't the most reliable when it comes to being on time (and boy does Gwen know it), but she still denies it to herself enough to feel a tinge of disappointment whenever she's reminded of it.
And that's Gwen's vice: her temper.
But have no fear, Mr. Parker, for the steam will settle once she sees that face.
11:32 am.
Gwen peers out the window as she awaits Peter's arrival. He isn't the most reliable when it comes to being on time (and boy does Gwen know it), but she still denies it to herself enough to feel a tinge of disappointment whenever she's reminded of it.
And that's Gwen's vice: her temper.
But have no fear, Mr. Parker, for the steam will settle once she sees that face.