Nieuwe Widm Opdracht: Lokale Bevolkingsopdracht Maar Dan Addertje Onder T Gras, Mingeld Voor Elke Keer

I miss them

On Sunday, there's six red dots blinking away on Abed's phone screen. Three, clustered around Greendale, their number ever dwindling. One a few miles to the south. Pierce. He hasn't moved in months, but Abed's been keeping an eye on it just in case. One in Georgia (the state, not the country), where Shirley's spun off to. And one more, just off the coast of India.

Troy.

He's not always there anymore; the tracker doesn't always get reception in the middle of the ocean, and there are days when Abed can't even bring himself to look at it. Where he can't bear the possibility that he won't be able to see that little red dot that means that Troy is out there somewhere.

It helps a bit, when he can see it. When everything is too much, and reality begins to fracture around him, it helps to know that Troy is out there. That he's coming back.

Sunday is a good day. And when he wakes up on Monday, the dot is gone, and Troy has left all over again.

Maakt niet uit of je het goed had, heel widmblr wint omdat we van Stijn houden

Ik zou die peper dus echt niet kunnen

No, because how did he discover that his calling was chocolate man?

my ancient greek history professor is making us post memes weekly. i swear to god

when it’s september so you’re skippin this town to get yoself back to Hogwarts where everything is magicool and totally awesome

happy september first to all the hotties nerds and tools (but mostly the nerds)

Mijn vader suggereerde Mary had a little lamp

Rik:

Stijn:

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