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Cold Coffee "Sniper?" you asked quietly, safely tucked away in his small rooster. You were currently just sitting on the hard wooden floor, tracing your fingers over the surprisingly smooth planks.
As of late, you had decided to try become friends with sniper. After all, he did like your presences. You protected his back from pesky spies but also gave him the luxury of quiet conversation.
"Hmm?" he hummed, eye steadily staring through the scope of his rifle, trying to fix himself on his next prey.
"Why do you drink coffee hot?" you asked, tilting your head to the side softly. You hadn't realized how moronic the question had sounded until the Aussie started to chuckle.
"'ow else would you have it, mate?" He asked, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.
You blinked, before scoffing at the phasing you had choose. "I-I mean. Like... Why do you drink it hot when you can have the same th
I'm Your Little ButterflyI'm Your Little Butterfly
I've been searching for a man, All across Japan, Just to find to find my samurai.
Soft baby pink blossoms danced oh so elegantly in the gentle wind as a young women stood, A soft smile spread on her lips. The cherry blossoms left a mesmerizing smell through the air. One that tickled at your nose so you couldn't help but smile.
The mid afternoon sun shone brightly is the cloudless sky, the only thing to be seen breaking the long blue stretch being high mountains. The occasional bird flew by, singing a sweet melody that enchanting one's ear.
With a smile still cast on her lips, the young female took a seat by the trunk of the giant blossom tree. A sea of pink petals scattered along the ground, only letting small patches of grass meet the sun's warm rays.
Someone who is strong, But still a little shy, Yes I need I need my samurai
Beside her sat a tall, eccentric figure. His skin pale blue and his hair dark navy. He gave her a shark like grin as he j
One Hell of a Thief - pt2 The night fell silent once more. The air thick with mixed emotions of anger, lust, distress and panic.
The air of what once was a quiet and peaceful forest was thick with negative emotions. A battlefield of conflicting emotions swarmed and drowned the two silenced other as they stared at one another for was seemed like forever.
As their eye's met, emotions flared between the two. Rage, revenge and lust for one. Distress, panic and regret in the other.
Regret was a rare feeling that Srams only felt when caught. Regret for going back to that Inn, in hopes of doubling her pocket money. How could she had made such a careless mistake such as that?
Questions and statements flooded through her mind. How could you be so stupid?, Ooooh, you're gonna get it now, He's going to kill you now, and so many more regretful thoughts.
The pressure of the silence pou
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