black cat's meow

♫ || “Not at all, you wear them well.” He takes a step closer, careful not to overstep. His eyes take a moment to really look her over - there was something almost .. magical about this woman, strange as it was to say; and so, he pressed on.

“My name is Len - yours?”

    “Then I’ll take it as nothing but a     compliment.” She loosens her stance to     lean to her right side, smiling. She’s had     worse conversations within the past few     hours alone, and really, she’s soaking in     the attention like tree in dry soil.

♫ || So maybe he deserved that. It was late, after all, no reason why he had to go and talk to a stranger. 

Still ..

“Ouch, that stings a little.” His laugh is airy, “Didn’t mean to be rude, promise. It’s just, well,” 

He gestures around them, “It’s not exactly the kind of area you wanna be in by yourself, especially at night.“

♫ || “And if you don’t mind my saying .. it’s double the danger for someone as beautiful as you.”

    “Does it? I hadn’t meant to be rude, I’m     just not so used to young men     approaching me so boldly,” spoken with     a half-sweet grin.

    There’s never been any harm in playing     around, she figures, taking a drag of her     cigarette into fake lungs before putting it     out on a thick metal bracelet on her left wrist.

“I heard someone was talking shit.”

    “And didn’t think that you would hear it.” 

            “Well I always want you here, dad. More than anybody else because you’re the best at eating big things. And you’re cooler than Shiro. Because he’s boring.”

            “Everybody wants you here, dad! Who doesn’t?”

    “I never said anyone didn’t, just that I     heard of someone in particular.”