کل کامیونیتی پنجشنبه شب بیدار میمونه بعد من انگیزه میگیرم زودتر بخوابم. انقدر از اپیزودای جدید میترسم.
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از وقتی باک از بیمارستان اومده همه چی خیلی گل و بلبله میترسم 🙏❤️
#Lighthouse
#Lighthouse
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“Wait… I’m… oh my God-- okay. Yes. Misreadings. Uh. Buck-- no. Buck is my work partner. At work. Professionally-- my… my place of business. Is where. How-- from whence we know each other. In that way.”
“I’m also straight,” Eddie spit out, entirely too loud for how close together they were standing.
Pete’s eyebrows furrowed in a curious sort of way, his mouth open to say something. He changed his mind, shutting his mouth and nodding curtly.
Pete’s eyebrows furrowed in a curious sort of way, his mouth open to say something. He changed his mind, shutting his mouth and nodding curtly.
eddie: i'm straight
also eddie:
The sunlight had been struggling through the clouds most of the afternoon, but a sliver had broken out; and when Pete looked back over at Eddie from where he had been checking over one shoulder, it caught and flared his pale green eyes like a diamond.
Pete brought his hand up, running it through his hair, the sun catching through the strawberry blond waves such that they looked, for a moment, almost golden blond. Buck’s did that too, sometimes.
also eddie:
The sunlight had been struggling through the clouds most of the afternoon, but a sliver had broken out; and when Pete looked back over at Eddie from where he had been checking over one shoulder, it caught and flared his pale green eyes like a diamond.
Pete brought his hand up, running it through his hair, the sun catching through the strawberry blond waves such that they looked, for a moment, almost golden blond. Buck’s did that too, sometimes.
Pete looked over at Eddie from under his eyebrows with a twinkle of amusement, his lips pressed in a tight line.
he's so straight he felt the need to lie about that interaction to his super professional work partner.