♥ M i c h e l l e M o r r i s ♥
"Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts."
Current residence: Custy's TARDIS
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Mun/Muse is 18+
"you’re so full of yourself" no i had a lot of insecurites and a low self esteem which i worked extremely hard to overcome and now i realize that im awesome and i dont care if you think otherwise
I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the s a d n e s s within your e y e s
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do you ever wonder how a character is doing after a series is over
Already she was so entirely sure she was going to win. And because of that, he wasn’t so sure he wanted to actually make her lose. But he wasn’t going to not try, that’s for sure.
Covering his eyes with one hand, he began to swim in the direction he heard her last, “Only got one hand free and I’ll still find you!”
Alright, so maybe he was being a bit too cocky with that statement, but he knew he could swim well enough without both hands. He could feel he was already making good progress through the water, not bothering to call out for her response.
Soon enough, his free hand met with something and a resounding, “Aha! Got you already,” escaped his lips before he noticed…
"Ah," the Doctor said as he lifted his hand from his eyes, noticing he’d grabbed hold of the edge of the pool. Covering his eyes once more, he tried to play it off, "Marco!”
Michelle huffed a laugh, realizing entirely that it gave away her location before even allowing it. She couldn’t help but feel just a tiny bit insulted though, “Seriously, Custy? There’s no way I feel anythin’ similar to the edge of a swimmin’ pool! Totally gonna get ya back for that one later, mister.”
That last bit was said in a joking sort of fashion, of course— though, she definitely wasn’t joking.
She’d get him back.
"By the way, I’m becomin’ less and less convinced ‘bout your determination here, ya know. I hope you’re not just lettin’ me win since it’s my biiiiiiirthday.” she sang aloud the last word teasingly, aware that she had enough room behind her now to allow for such a bold response.
"Thinkin’ maybe we should raise the stakes here to boost your incentive, hm? Somethin’ liiiiiiike— loser’s gotta do whatever winner says. For the rest of the day? What do ya think? Oh, and almost forgot—"
I wish people didn’t think silence was awkward, just enjoy it. Not every space has to be filled with words.
Ah, one of my favorite songs! I do have to wonder if that makes me a bit of a narcissist though.
//Yayyyy thank youuuuuu (〜￣ ▽￣)〜
I know… I know ya didn’t. *She gave a small sigh* Just… from now on, I really think it’d be best to discourage this sort of behavior, yea? He seems… better whenever I’m talkin’ with him on the phone, but I’m not physically there right now, Liesel. Ya need to keep an eye on him.. You and Dawn both do.
//Thank you so much, bby!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧
Oh, ya haven’t? *She looked genuinely surprised by the response as she sat down with her fork in hand* Bit surprisin’. As for me, I’ve pretty much been with Custy this whole time.
We’ve been doin’ just ‘bout everythin’ together. It’s been good, it really has been.
Have ya— *Her smile faltered just slightly and her gaze fell* Have ya visited Tenth at all lately?
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