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M!A Says…
Konstantin vaguely heard Zamira call out something as he ventured down the hall to his room, but wasn’t sure what she had said. It probably wasn’t all that important, so he could just ask her later when he came back to her room.
Entering his own room, he undressed and headed for the bathroom connected to his room. He turned on the showerhead and once it was the right temperature, stepped inside, enjoying the feel of the warm water. It was relaxing and was beginning to soothe his aching head. He then bathed relatively quickly, wanting to get back in Zamira’s company soon, and stepped back out, shutting the water off. He grabbed a towel and dried off, brushed his teeth, and then moved back into his bedroom to put on a fresh uniform.
Once satisfied with his appearance, he headed back out the door and down the hallway to Zamira’s room. “Zamira,” he called out, opening her door once he arrived.
“……………О горячий проклятый…”
((OOC: roughly translated: “Oh hot damn…”))
Zamira’s showers had always been relatively quick, being raised in a house of men and all, but today’s was quicker than usual. She was out and drying before she even realized she was done, staring at herself in the mirror in a daze. Shaking her head she let out a half-sigh half-snort noise, chuckling slightly at her farmer’s tan. She was so pale…
“Gotta make food,” she muttered, exiting the bathroom. She stared at her uniform sitting on her unmade bed, slowly picking up her shirt and turning it over in her hands. She almost wished she hadn’t woken up today. Almost.
With another sigh, Zamira tossed the shirt back on her bed. She started to pull on clothing, starting from her feet and working her way up as always. She was halfway through pulling up her pants when she heard a click, and a voice. She glanced over her shoulder absent-mindedly, almost as if she didn’t truly realize what the noises were. Then the voice said something in another language, and her eyes widened.
She’d forgotten to lock her door. And Konstantin had walked in. While she wasn’t done dressing. Her whole top was exposed. Front and back. He could see everything.
“KONSTANTIN!” she practically shrieked, grabbing her shirt and covering her front as she spun to hide her back, and the scars along with it, “Git out! Weren’t ya ever taught t’ knock before enterin’ someone’s room?!” she continued to yell, blushing furiously and throwing the nearest object at his head. A baseball. Of course.
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ask me questions based on movie genres!!
ACTION:
1. have you ever gotten into a physical fight?
2. have you ever tried to escape from home?
3. have you ever saved anyone's life?
4. have you ever been in a car accident?
5. have you ever broken a bone?
ROMANCE:
6. do you hope to get married?
7. do you plan on having kids?
8. do you like anyone right now?
9. have you ever cried over someone you liked before?
10. hugs or kisses?
HORROR:
11. do you believe in ghosts/spirits?
12. have you ever had a "paranormal" experience?
13. what's your biggest fear?
14. are you scared of the dark?
15. how often do you have nightmares?
COMEDY:
16. have you ever laughed so hard your chest started to hurt?
17. when was the last time you laughed to the point of tears, and what happened to cause it?
18. is it easy to make you laugh?
19. what's something you find funny that most people don't think is funny?
20. have you ever told a joke no one laughed at?
