𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 / . вoy.

                                                             𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫    &    𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔰 at the other.   how rude,   noah thinks,   he will not be ignored,   no way.    ‘    well first of all,    don’t be a brute.    &    anyway,   why are you making a bigger deal out of this than it is    ?    it’s not like a murdered someone right in front of you,   i was just...    making a living   &   for tonight,   it happened to be from someone else’s wallet.    ’  

                                                                       𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 nodding her head nonchalantly.    ‘    i mean...    yeah   ?   like come on,   don’t make this into something it’s not.    we all do things to get by.     ’    honey shrugs her shoulders.   lips turn into a small frown at his accusation   &    she crosses her arms on his chest when she stares back at him,    ‘    i do.   how rude,   truly.   if i was here to scam you out of your money,   do you really think i would have let you find out about this   ?    i’m not an idiot,    babe.    ’

                                                                 𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔰,   𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔰 𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔰 𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 off of the kitchen counter.    ‘    okay,   okay,   fine.    ’    jay huffs,  reaching for the boxes the other pointed out to him.   ‘   why did you have to decide to do this when it’s hell on earth outside again   ?    honestly,    dude,    you could cook an egg on the asphalt.    ’

                                                                 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔞𝔴𝔨𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡,   𝔧𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔰,   𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱.    maybe he should have just ghosted her   –––   but again,   he is not quite that big of an ass.    ‘    i mean...    not necessarily.    not if we are clear on where we stand.   i just can’t do complicated right now,   yeah    ?    ’

                                                            𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔰,   𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔰 𝔭𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔱𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢 for a passing second before he smiles again.    ‘    uhh,    that’s dark.   so curiosity can really kill the cat,   huh   ?     ––––    you need to relax,    it’s not like i’m trying to get all your secrets as a part of some big intricate plan to destroy you.    ’

                                                        𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡𝔫'𝔱 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢,   𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔰 𝔟𝔲𝔱 how could she resist when he looks positively endearing with a pout on his lips   ?    ‘    okay,   counter offer:   your love,   you   &   some take-out.    throw a kiss in there too,   for good measure.    ’

                                                     𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔱 of wicked before he rearranged them in a pout,   reaching out to pat his cheek.    ‘    whatever i want,   hm   ?     you shouldn’t make offers like that.    ’    ophelia tuts,   a small chuckle falling past her brims.   ‘   some people might try to take advantage of you.   ’

                                                                  '   𝔬𝔨𝔞𝔶,   𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔢𝔢...   '   𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔰𝔩𝔬𝔴.   ‘   when i said i would help you out with that...   i meant it more like...   being an emotional support that doesn’t actually do anything else.   ’ 

                                                    '   𝔴𝔥𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 into a bigger deal than it actually is   ?   ’   she nearly rolls her eyes at the other,   only paying half attention as she observes the contents of her bag.   ‘   it’s not like i stole from you.   ’