♕☲ ʀᴀʙʙɪᴛ ʜᴏʟᴇ.

          ❛ an’ i didn’t even need t’ run away t’ th’ CIRCUS ! ❜   lips were contorted into CARICATURE grin, a single gloved hand resting upon her own hip — fun house mirror reflection of his actions. in turn, baby blues would give him a once over, and a twice over. her PERFORMANCE purely for the sake of playing copycat.   ❛ aw, c’mon, kiddo ! e’rybody loves CLOWNS ! ❜

         ❛ ALWAYS. ❜   pretty little head is canted to one side, fact only reinforced with HUSHED giggle, that of schoolgirl caught RED HANDED in the biscuit tin. chalk of digits dance up the length of her company's forearm, fingertips weaving with shadowed touch. not quite, but a POSSIBILITY.   ❛ oh, i know it is. ❜

          ❛ OI, how much is this thin’ worth ? ❜   a lady never reveals her SECRETS ! warning was ignored, bat in question aimed at a vase she didn’t have to ask to know was priceless. needless to say, she wouldn’t wait for an answer, PRECIOUS CHINA meeting force of swing with audible smash, the floor of highrise office now littered with pretty shards. swing was followed through with SHRILL whistle from pursed lips, bat now slung over shoulder and a single gloved palm set upon brow ; baby blues straining to see exactly where her mess hadn’t reached.   ❛ OOPSIE DAISIES ? ❜

        ❛ harley quinn, pleased t’ meet y’ ! but wit’ a sense o’ HUMOUR like that y’ can call me w’atev’r y’ WANT. ❜