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an impish smile's plastering upon his features, whilst his fingers are attentively dwindling upon @per6e 's digits⸺callow response to sincere revelation, almost unconsciously given merely because he tries to surpass his jollity due to being wanted &. kept around for once by her .. even within the slightest time she could even spare for both of them; a persistent invitation, a promise of unrepeatable mistake to fall into an argument⸺a deliberate elaboration, with his hand is hooking into hers &. 'twined scarf keeping them warm . . . the snow thaw 'neath their feet as they walk leisurely, whilst people pass aside without noticing; safe, as he guaranteed it would be, because he fathoms she hasn't felt safe in a while ..

rolling his eyes dismissively with his fingers attentively fastening the strap upon his boots⸺swallowing his pride to be seen as an amateur for grandeur revelation, of which will make her to be chary of his humbling &. her tactless laugh amongst the people, especially children . . . truth to be told, he has never been into a commercialized ice skating ring within a mall, where everyone could bump into each other &. neither would have an insurance upon the injury they might have, as she may be unaware of such different venue could exist, like a literal frozen lake with a christmas market next to it

scornful laugh is emitting through muffled laugh 'tween teeth gnawing unto bandage wrapping around his wounded arm with firearm lays precipitantly on the ground⸺the sheer of disbelief creak within @pinkman 's voice, exasperated by the blatant distortion of safety which has proven johann that the boy is gullible for promises if he puts him first above everything .. regardless of the fact that the word was spieled almost hastily without any considerations; johann would never do that, but the thought had comforted jesse .. as it did sound logical &. reasonable to regular people⸺however, they are not regular people. comical! to even cling to the system where they don't even belong into because they have been self-declared as exiles, he still thinks they intersects within conformists. of which make johann shake his head impetuously; an arm bandage is secured &. his eyes are looking up to witness desperation manifesting within laboured breathings &. imperfect cuts on the face⸺bloods have become dried, but chapped lips reminded him how the fight had ended .. it wasn't really an ambush but rather an uncalculated confrontation, with voice raising from the other, &. perhaps an incoming kick onto his feet in vexation. however, for johann, it is a plain evidence that the man is still a boy who hasn't grown into a man who knows: neither could ever belong into that life anymore, ❝  look at where you are, junge, do you think the cops could handle this more sophisticatedly? i did say that just to put your mind at ease, and make you get dirty because the cops were coming but things escalated quickly .. it's bound to happen anyway, with your line of work. ❞

fingers are curled within the woman's tresses, with a tender smile glistening beneath swept brine upon @2pistols skin⸺foreign devotion spoken steadfastly, as lips chasing the beats thrumming upon his wrist; tender, an almost open wound of misconstrue tracing down to heart, whilst the truth inevitably came as a required confrontation for shaky tides between them . . . avoidance, aforementioned anger, acuity⸺no matter she tries to hide it from him, it became even more apparent that she was punishing both of them, for ever meet in the first place .. with barred teeth kept them at bay whilst the wound was already open; a fault, for his indifference before her encounter, a blame, for his persistency to pursue . . . he did say many stars before, he doesn't deserve such act, but her act was a subsist, to keep her sane .. to keep her grounded, but an almost imposed embrace become a compulsory touch⸺as she comes down to the ground, with head held high, &. a soft murmur to remember . . . neither would ever forget, even if they dare to, because either have come to their senses, with intertwined fingers between each other, &. a lock of their palms, of a relief sigh, &. a small chuckle to prod, ❝  i didn't think you were such a sentimentalist, ❞ a tug, with his limbs slink beneath her &. a heavy sigh is emitting, with her feet are slightly dangling from the height; to cherish, even if it sounds silly, for their fight seems to dissipates, from heavy hearts joined to one, ❝  you'll have other days to remember if you allows yourself to be with me, that's the option i could give to you now. god knows whatever you have up on your sleeves.