good was never an option

Priceless as always. For causing trouble and unsatisfactory events was always his deed to fulfill whether it was on purpose or not. A demon was known for those things, right? Right. So the only thing Marshall did was laugh, flipping himself over her and resting on his stomach with his chin in hands.

                                                                                            “ugh, whatever.”

Caesar in the meantime had grown to liking the young woman rather quickly. Hell, anyone who decides to pet him will earn his time of day. The little wolf pup suddenly flopped over onto his back, wiggling about to signal that he wanted a belly rub instead. He was a needy little thing, but counted on her to fulfill his request.

                         little puffball flopped over, showing its tummy hoping           to be rubbed, it was getting more comfortable than she expected           it to be. knowing that someone enjoyed her presence in such a           s i m p l e way (even if it was just an animal) awoken the hidden           warm feeling within her, after only living the presence of rage                                                     disappointment, & sadness, h a p p i n e s s  had become an           unknown pleasure in her LIFE. uncertain of the time that it would           last she enjoyed that little moment, until an interruption came,           finding the face of a young - looking man above her, the lack of           shock was normal for someone that is so used to find teenagers           holding powers out of their own nature. Instead of worrying for           his big entrance she questioned his reason to be talking to her.                                       “yeah it seems so—wait                                         who the hell are you?!”                                                  maybe he was some random guy trying to flirt with             her which would it be reasonable considering the beauty she           was born with; or something {worse} maybe he was the owner           that her inner self had been curious to meet since the moment           she found the puppy. leaning down, both hands reached the           wolf to gently pick it up, h o l d i n g it against her chest with a            protective instinct. 

Wait, what? Did his hair just get insulted? Well, now. He wasn’t expecting that! In fact, as she says it, the expression on his face falls just a twinge and he goes quiet. How to respond, how to respond. He couldn’t very well insult her back,as he wasn’t really into that whole be a jerk to a girl because they started it thing, but at the same time..he couldn’t just take the burn! That would make him look like a complete loser!

                            his hair didn't even look that bad & she was          aware of that, but the simple fact of calling her something         so tacky like a gothic lolita was { unacceptable !! } it was         okay if she lied, besides it’s not like she cared about the         boy’s feelings & some disgusting comments like the one         he did was something he totally deserved.

Currently a little black wolf pup had been playfully tugging at stocking among her ankles, eager to play; craving attention from someone other than their owner. 

                            little creature running around between her legs,         who knows since when the { a n i m a l } had been wandering           around A L O N E, its presence did not bothered at all;——          surprisingly. one of her thoughts being about the cuteness of         the animal. as her hand leaned over it to gently caress its hair          she wondered, did something so inoffensive  like it was there         without an owner? even someone like her knew that was kind         of irresponsible. anyway, not her problem but for know she will         just keep it company. 

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                  ah, her churros! the tragedy! she couldn't take off         her gaze from the chocolate smeared on the fabric worn         by the { n u i s a n c e } that crossed her way. all gone,         the  dream of tasting the sweet flavor in her mouth now          C R U S H E D,  avoiding  the angry voice coming from         the other, just irrelevant  words. hand taking the pastry,         clenching her fingers against the object, ready to throw         the movement with her arm towards the male, straight to         his face with no stopover on her way, enough strength         to avenge the wasted food.

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