This Serena and Nate bức ảnh contains
bộ đồ làm việc, phù hợp với kinh doanh, and phù hợp với doanh nghiệp.
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cũng mặc quần áo người, phù hợp với, phù hợp với quần, pantsuit, người mặc quần áo, phù hợp, người cũng mặc quần áo, bàn ủi li quần, phù hợp với, phù hợp với quần áo, phù hợp, bàn ủi li quần, váy phù hợp với, ăn mặc đầy đủ, tailcoat, áo có đuôi, đuôi, cà vạt trắng, cà vạt trắng và đuôi, mặc quần áo, áo khoác đuôi dài, lông đuôi, cà vạt và đuôi trắng, phù hợp với trang phục, đuôi áo, white tie, and white tie và đuôi.
To save herself from the sudden, stormy rain outside, Serena decided to stop bởi a place that hold a lot of memories for her, good memories and bad ones. When she opened the fancy looking door and entered the bar that was decorated with sách and shelves like an old thư viện the overwhelming stream of memories in her head wasn't to ignore anymore. Walking inside a bit thêm she soon spotted the gorgeous bar with the classic background lighting she remembered so well and the handsome bartender, who was probably the only guy with his job who didn't try to flirt with her hoặc even get her drunk that night....
Okay this is my first ever fanfic! i'm not very good at nghề viết văn but i wanted to try :P.
This is basicly NS moments. They were always pretending. After 3x13 they didn't have to anymore. -----------------------------------------------------
“Where did she go this time?” He asks while she lies down tiếp theo to him. “I don’t know.. somewhere in Châu Âu I think.”
Nate thinks he spots tears in her eyes while they lying there in his bed, the moonlight through the window is the only thing lighting up the room. “I’m sorry” he says. “Don’t be” she simply says and cuddles into his shoulder....
Pop-Tarts at Nate’s. She’d been having them there since she was five years old. And now..and now..
“Mom and Dad want me to go to boarding school tiếp theo year,” she announced, her enormous, almost navy blue eyes growing huge and glassy as they welled up with unexpected tears. Go away to boarding school and leave Nate? It hurt too much to even think about.
Nate flinched as if he’d been slapped in the face bởi an invisible hand. He grabbed the other Pop-Tart from the packet and hopped up on the counter tiếp theo to her. “No way,” he responded decisively. She couldn’t leave. He wouldn’t...