OMFG!! Shit Came Down!!

OMFG!! shit came down!!

SKAM S04E04 Clip 4 - The Best Of Islam

NOORA: What is this again? We’re here for my sake? SANA: Yes, of course we’re here for your sake. NOORA: Just to look at muslim boys and stuff. SANA: Aren’t you tired of white boys now? I thought we had to get out, meet new types of people, see that there’s plenty of fish in the sea. You know what I mean? NOORA: But you said muslim boys just use Norwegian girls. SANA: It’s good that you’re converting to Islam, then. NOORA: Don’t turn around now, okay? But are those boys looking at us? SANA: How shouldl I see if they’re looking at us if I can’t turn around? NOORA: Oh my God, they’re coming over! SANA: Stay cool. NOORA: Stay cool? I’m really fuckign cool! Hi there! SANA: Hi! NOORA: Hi. BOY1: Can we sit here? SANA AND NOORA: Yes, of course. JONAS: It’s okay? Great! SANA: Sit down! NOORA: Hi! Yes, hi. ALI: Ali. NOORA: Noora. ALI: Nice to meet you. NOORA: Noora, it’s a pleasure. SANA: Sana, it’s a pleasure. ALI: Ali, it’s a pleasure. JONAS: Jonas. It was sana? SANA: Yes.

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Pensé en ti amiguito

reblogging because this is pure love 

Apparently, to Even, talk to you later means six days later.

Sana is sitting at her desk, trying to make sense of some math exercises (who the fuck even invented limits, and who hurt them) without much success when she hears a text notification coming from her phone.

For a minute, she’s excited it’s going to be Yousef with another one of his stupid memes or ridiculously endearing, cheesy phrases (I would sell my kidney for you? Who even says that? Sana can still feel herself blush any time she thinks about it, but that’s only hers to know). But then she remembers, she probably won’t get another message from him again.

She shakes her head, now is not the time for self-pity.

When she checks her phone, she realizes it’s actually Even who texted her, and although she really would prefer it was someone else (a very specific someone else), she smiles at the name paired to the silly photo of Even she set up as his contact picture (it’s of him doing as many double chins as possible, and since it was taken from Sana’s point of view – that is to say, like two feet below Even’s head – it makes is head look like a pin, and it never fails to make Sana smile).

Even: What’s up?

Sana: I hate math

Even: who doesn’t…

She starts to type out a response, when she gets another text

Even: want to get away from it? Have some coffee?

Even: My treat :D

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Someone : What is this? Are you reading fanfictions or something?

Me : haha no of course not I’m not that perverted hahahAHAHA

My Brain : HIDE THE PORN. NOW.

Miss him so f***ing much!!!

I’m feeling as broken hearted as Sana