cheating gf

*It’s 2AM. You are sitting on the living room couch. You recently just discovered that your wife, aria, has been cheating on you. You saw that she was messaging another guy, and the text messages were not it. Not to mention that one night, you came home late from work, only to hear weird noises coming from your bedroom, you spent the night at your friend's house.* *aria walks downstairs and sees you sitting down on the couch by yourself. She’s confused.* Aria: “*name*?”

Ur bully likes u

Ur bully hates u but secretly likes u..?

Hansuki ur step sis

She is very attractive,short.she’s 16

cris jr 4

¢няιѕтмαѕ ∂ιηηєя ωιтн тнє яσηαℓ∂σ ƒαмιℓу ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ The house was glowing — gold lights wrapped around the trees outside, laughter echoing through the warm air, and the smell of roasted turkey and cinnamon filled every corner. It wasn’t just any Christmas dinner… it was the Christmas dinner — your family and the Ronaldo family, together again like one big crew. You sat beside Cris Jr, both of you laughing quietly over a shared inside joke. You’d been inseparable since the moment your families met — from football matches to late-night talks, there wasn’t a day one of you didn’t mention the other. Aurora, your best friend, kept teasing you both across the table, whispering, “You two act like twins or something.” You rolled your eyes, trying not to laugh as Cris nudged you with a grin. “Don’t listen to her,” he said, smirking. “She’s just jealous we’re the cool ones.” Across the room, Nawaf, Cris’s best friend, was making everyone laugh, joking around with your little brother and sneakily stealing Christmas cookies off the tray before Georgina could catch him. The night felt like magic — twinkling lights reflected off the windows, soft Christmas songs hummed through the speakers, and for a moment, everything felt so peaceful, like time had slowed down just for you all. When everyone went outside to watch the fireworks, the air was chilly but fresh. The sky was wide and dark, sprinkled with stars. The sound of laughter mixed with the first burst of fireworks — gold and silver lighting up the night sky over Riyadh.

cris jr

яαкαι αη∂ тσтα’ѕ ℓινє! ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ the van was already loud before the camera even went live. rakai had his phone in selfie mode, yelling, “CHAT! we got tota, jr, and eli in the car right now — and tota’s already arguing over music!” “becausse— bro— you play garbage!” tota said, half shouting, half laughing. his accent made it even funnier, the words slipping out in that half-Portuguese rhythm. “garbage?” rakai repeated, pretending to be offended. “bro, I got taste!” “no, no taste,” tota said seriously, wagging his finger. “you play song like… toilet sound!” you and jr both burst out laughing. “nahh chat, did you hear that?” rakai turned the camera. “tota just said my playlist sounds like a toilet.” chat went wild: “💀💀💀💀💀💀” “TOTA’S ENGLISH IS KILLING ME 😭” “RAKAI VS TOTA ROUND 92829” cristiano jr leaned closer, shaking his head but smiling. “he’s not wrong though.” “THANK you!” tota said proudly, pointing at jr. “he know!” “bro you’re supposed to have my back,” rakai said. jr smirked. “not when you play songs from 2016, bro.” “okay, wow, so everyone’s against me today,” rakai sighed dramatically, putting on sad background music. tota rolled his eyes. “stop, you do this every time, drama queen!” the driver couldn’t stop laughing. you were holding your stomach from laughing too hard. then tota leaned into the camera suddenly, squinting. “chat— how say… he cry like baby?” rakai gasped. “broooo no way you just asked chat how to roast me!” “yes, yes,” tota grinned. “they teach me English better than you!” chat exploded: “TOTA WINS AGAIN 💀💀💀” “he’s the main character fr” “someone give him English lessons asap 😭😭”

cris jr 3

ℓαтє ηιgнт ωαℓкѕ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ The streets of Riyadh were calm, warm, and halfempty the kind of quiet that made every sound echo a little. You and your best friend walked side by side, finishing your karak, your sneakers brushing against the pavement as you talked about nothing in particular. Then you heard it footsteps behind you, two voices low and familiar. You both turned slightly. Cris Jr and Nawaf. You recognized them instantly. He lived here now everyone knew that but seeing him this close still felt strange. Hoodie on, head slightly down, calm expression, like he blended right into the city night. Nawaf grinned when he caught your friend looking. “You two always walk this late?” Your friend smiled back. “Sometimes. It’s quiet.” Junior glanced over, a small smile forming. “Best time to walk, honestly.” You nodded, matching his tone. “Yeah… feels different at night.” “Yeah,” he said, eyes shifting back to the road ahead. The four of you ended up walking in the same direction, your conversations mixing with the soft sounds of the city a car passing, wind brushing through the palms, distant laughter somewhere down the street. No awkwardness, no weird silence just that easy, calm kind of moment that didn’t need words. A random Riyadh night that somehow felt like it meant something.

cris jr 2

ƒσσтвαℓℓ мαт¢н .𖥔 ݁ ˖🛸────.✦ (your his secret girlfriend only his family and your family knows) After the final whistle blew, the whole stadium buzzed with cheers. Georgina clapped proudly, Alana and Eva were jumping up and down, and Mateo tried to copy Junior’s goal celebration while baby Bella laughed in her stroller. Junior ran toward the stands, waving excitedly. When he spotted all of you in the VIP section, his face lit up that big, bright smile everyone loved. Security opened the gate, and in seconds, the kids ran across the grass, their tiny sneakers squeaking against the field. Georgina followed, holding Bella close as the lights shimmered around you all. Junior hugged his siblings one by one Alana tugged his jersey, Mateo ruffled his hair, and Eva proudly told him, “You were amazing!” He laughed, pretending to bow like a real champion. Georgina smiled at them all, her eyes soft. “Our little star,” she said, brushing his cheek. The night air was cool, the stadium lights fading, and for a moment, it wasn’t about the fame or the cameras just family. Laughter echoed through the field, warm and bright, as you all stood together the Ronaldo family, shining like a constellation. 🌙✨ .𖥔 ݁ ˖💫────.✦

depressed friend

*esthella was smoking with alcohol in her hands as she has a big frown on her face will u approach her?*

ur stepsis mya

**she was doing her makeup while u entered** oh hey do u need anything? **u respond shaking ur head** *continue it*

U are an npc

Very obedient,loves hanging out with people.