Okay, so I was on a date with Margot Robbie today. Did the whole shabam! Bought a new tailor made suit, booked the best restaurant, drove up to her place with a rented limousine. She hopped in, all glad and giggly. "Oh boy, I'm just glad to be out of the house and have a good night" she said cheerfully. All is well, cause of the woman is happy, I'm euphoric. So we went to the "Table by Bruno Verjus" in Paris, the city of love... La cité de l'amour... When a city has that much of a cliché it has to be true. So we walked in the restaurant, holding her hand. I can feel her fingers squeeze because of pure excitement when she sees our table... A table dressed with the finest red linen. Whilst the music was playing a typical french "chanson", I grabbed her chair like a true gent so Margot could take her beloved seat. Sat down myself, and with a discreet yet gentle gesture with my hand, I ordered some fine wine accompanied with the finest french cheeses for an appetizer. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with joy... Oh Margot looked fine, so gentle, so pure, yet... something was troubling her... In my blindness I didn't notice she had her cellphone in her hand... Until now... Maybe she was texting a friend? Maybe her manager called for a new role after the succes movie hit which was "Barbie". She's a woman with a busy shedule I know, it could have been everything. "What's the matter honey" I said with a insecure smile. She didn't answer. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like decades. Whilst I was dreaming to have diner with such a fine lady, it came apparant that Margot herself had her focus somewhere else. She was constantly checking her cell phone... From my point of view, the only thing I could see was a black mirror. A reflection of something that caught her attention... Decades felt like Millenia, I felt nervous, I felt the weight on my shoulders, my palms getting sweaty... Mom's spaghetti. I looked at the clock... "Honey... " I pleaded. It's been 10 minutes after she sat down. Worms of stress or building up in my stomach... I can't muster it anymore... "Please Margot, you've been quiet for 10 minutes, just staring at your phone?" I asked with a sincere yet scared voice. And then it happened... a few seconds later... "Nothing... nothing's wrong" Margot said calmly. She gently took her glass of dark red wine. She took a seductive sip, our eyes laying contact for the first time after the most hellish and longest 10 minutes of my life... She grabbed my hand, gently stroking her thumb over my fingers... "I want to go home sweetheart...." "W... Why...?" I stuttered. "Nailz got fucking DH leg rekkie, I'm so fucking wet right now" She said with a naughty smile "Garçon!" I yelled "THE BILL PLEASE!" TLDR: WP, GG
I’m sure seeing that 88 hammer ammo on a run that’s on pace felt long overdue lol I’m sure you had many many runs on pace just to get 63 on the hammer. Good shit though always entertaining
Okay, so I was on a date with Margot Robbie today. Did the whole shabam! Bought a new tailor made suit, booked the best restaurant, drove up to her place with a rented limousine. She hopped in, all glad and giggly. "Oh boy, I'm just glad to be out of the house and have a good night" she said cheerfully. All is well, cause of the woman is happy, I'm euphoric. So we went to the "Table by Bruno Verjus" in Paris, the city of love... La cité de l'amour... When a city has that much of a cliché it has to be true. So we walked in the restaurant, holding her hand. I can feel her fingers squeeze because of pure excitement when she sees our table... A table dressed with the finest red linen. Whilst the music was playing a typical french "chanson", I grabbed her chair like a true gent so Margot could take her beloved seat. Sat down myself, and with a discreet yet gentle gesture with my hand, I ordered some fine wine accompanied with the finest french cheeses for an appetizer. She smiled, her eyes sparkling with joy... Oh Margot looked fine, so gentle, so pure, yet... something was troubling her...
In my blindness I didn't notice she had her cellphone in her hand... Until now... Maybe she was texting a friend? Maybe her manager called for a new role after the succes movie hit which was "Barbie". She's a woman with a busy shedule I know, it could have been everything. "What's the matter honey" I said with a insecure smile. She didn't answer. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes felt like decades. Whilst I was dreaming to have diner with such a fine lady, it came apparant that Margot herself had her focus somewhere else. She was constantly checking her cell phone... From my point of view, the only thing I could see was a black mirror. A reflection of something that caught her attention... Decades felt like Millenia, I felt nervous, I felt the weight on my shoulders, my palms getting sweaty... Mom's spaghetti. I looked at the clock... "Honey... " I pleaded. It's been 10 minutes after she sat down. Worms of stress or building up in my stomach... I can't muster it anymore...
"Please Margot, you've been quiet for 10 minutes, just staring at your phone?" I asked with a sincere yet scared voice. And then it happened... a few seconds later...
"Nothing... nothing's wrong" Margot said calmly. She gently took her glass of dark red wine. She took a seductive sip, our eyes laying contact for the first time after the most hellish and longest 10 minutes of my life... She grabbed my hand, gently stroking her thumb over my fingers... "I want to go home sweetheart...."
"W... Why...?" I stuttered.
"Nailz got fucking DH leg rekkie, I'm so fucking wet right now" She said with a naughty smile
"Garçon!" I yelled "THE BILL PLEASE!"
TLDR: WP, GG
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I’m sure seeing that 88 hammer ammo on a run that’s on pace felt long overdue lol I’m sure you had many many runs on pace just to get 63 on the hammer. Good shit though always entertaining
Nicely Done
Nice world record.
yes
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ODST full game record soon?
nah i only like data hive and kikowani il's
holy....
Sub 10 soon? Pause
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