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WAIT. IT'S FEBRUARY! I've been listening to Rema for 5 solid years !
February 10, 2026 at 7:36 AM
WAIT. IT'S FEBRUARY! I've been listening to Rema for 5 solid years !
This was it. This was the moment they've all been waiting for.
Would he place second, or would he come out as the champion?]
Would he place second, or would he come out as the champion?]
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
This was it. This was the moment they've all been waiting for.
Would he place second, or would he come out as the champion?]
Would he place second, or would he come out as the champion?]
Lastly, in his face stood a man built like a tank, 6 feet 3, sneering as if he had already won.
'And now, for the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get ready to rumble!' Michael Buffer, the legendary announcer, hollered into his mic, and the masses erupted.
'And now, for the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get ready to rumble!' Michael Buffer, the legendary announcer, hollered into his mic, and the masses erupted.
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
Lastly, in his face stood a man built like a tank, 6 feet 3, sneering as if he had already won.
'And now, for the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get ready to rumble!' Michael Buffer, the legendary announcer, hollered into his mic, and the masses erupted.
'And now, for the millions watching around the world. Ladies and gentlemen, let's get ready to rumble!' Michael Buffer, the legendary announcer, hollered into his mic, and the masses erupted.
Her smile was saturated in nonchalance while she fidgeted with the end of her locks.
Shaking her head to fall out of her daydream, she witnessed how tense the ambiance became. To Jack's left, his teammates cheered him on. To his right, the fans of Shawn booed him.
Shaking her head to fall out of her daydream, she witnessed how tense the ambiance became. To Jack's left, his teammates cheered him on. To his right, the fans of Shawn booed him.
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
Her smile was saturated in nonchalance while she fidgeted with the end of her locks.
Shaking her head to fall out of her daydream, she witnessed how tense the ambiance became. To Jack's left, his teammates cheered him on. To his right, the fans of Shawn booed him.
Shaking her head to fall out of her daydream, she witnessed how tense the ambiance became. To Jack's left, his teammates cheered him on. To his right, the fans of Shawn booed him.
'I don't―,' she stopped speaking and glanced to her right at the three empty seats next door. The people Grace had invited didn't show up. No telegram, no phone call, not even so much as a 'have a safe flight.' The last she heard from - saw them - was on the TV in the audience of the Emmys.
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
'I don't―,' she stopped speaking and glanced to her right at the three empty seats next door. The people Grace had invited didn't show up. No telegram, no phone call, not even so much as a 'have a safe flight.' The last she heard from - saw them - was on the TV in the audience of the Emmys.
The bags under her eyes were proof that she got no sleep. Her head was whirling with thoughts of Jack and the work he had cut out for him. Shawn Turner III was a heavyweight, which meant her brother had a lot to prove. The pressure was most undoubtedly amped up when the lights abruptly dimmed.
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
The bags under her eyes were proof that she got no sleep. Her head was whirling with thoughts of Jack and the work he had cut out for him. Shawn Turner III was a heavyweight, which meant her brother had a lot to prove. The pressure was most undoubtedly amped up when the lights abruptly dimmed.
'Oh drats!'
[Grace wiggled nervously in her seat & strained over the railing to peer out into the ring. Two cutmen of the boxing team examined each other with an assortment of astonishment, apprehension, and excitement. The fight Jack Kelly & his rival had prepared for was about to commence.
[Grace wiggled nervously in her seat & strained over the railing to peer out into the ring. Two cutmen of the boxing team examined each other with an assortment of astonishment, apprehension, and excitement. The fight Jack Kelly & his rival had prepared for was about to commence.
February 9, 2026 at 5:53 AM
'Oh drats!'
[Grace wiggled nervously in her seat & strained over the railing to peer out into the ring. Two cutmen of the boxing team examined each other with an assortment of astonishment, apprehension, and excitement. The fight Jack Kelly & his rival had prepared for was about to commence.
[Grace wiggled nervously in her seat & strained over the railing to peer out into the ring. Two cutmen of the boxing team examined each other with an assortment of astonishment, apprehension, and excitement. The fight Jack Kelly & his rival had prepared for was about to commence.
|You did WHAT? Why the hell would you do something so stupid when you're sick and should be resting?
January 28, 2026 at 7:45 PM
|You did WHAT? Why the hell would you do something so stupid when you're sick and should be resting?
Sleeping during the day? Tsk tsk.
January 28, 2026 at 7:41 PM
Sleeping during the day? Tsk tsk.
What about trust?
January 28, 2026 at 7:28 PM
What about trust?
Right. Anyways, I gotta go my own way.
January 28, 2026 at 7:21 PM
Right. Anyways, I gotta go my own way.
How would YOU know? Mr. I dOn'T liKe MuSicAls?
January 28, 2026 at 7:14 PM
How would YOU know? Mr. I dOn'T liKe MuSicAls?
Who let you escape from the crazy house? Bye.
January 28, 2026 at 7:10 PM
Who let you escape from the crazy house? Bye.
|I know we're not on speaking terms but what is this? This is easily the most forgettable song of the movie.
January 28, 2026 at 7:07 PM
|I know we're not on speaking terms but what is this? This is easily the most forgettable song of the movie.
[She took the flowers and threw them on the ground, kicking them aside with her foot.]
Donate them, throw them away, I don't care what you do with them. Goodbye, I have shit to do. 🤷🏻♀️
Donate them, throw them away, I don't care what you do with them. Goodbye, I have shit to do. 🤷🏻♀️
January 28, 2026 at 12:09 AM
[She took the flowers and threw them on the ground, kicking them aside with her foot.]
Donate them, throw them away, I don't care what you do with them. Goodbye, I have shit to do. 🤷🏻♀️
Donate them, throw them away, I don't care what you do with them. Goodbye, I have shit to do. 🤷🏻♀️