"what? no.” but when bill catches on, his eyes widen. “i mean, yeah. of course. my boat. it rocks . . . on the waves.” he winks.

“what?” they heard logan. cole’s voice is irritated, not confused. they’re weary, not surprised. cole folds a couple tens & shoves them into a plastic bag, alongside many other dirty, crumpled dollar bills. “i’m really not in the mood for your riddles.” it’s not like cole doesn’t have at least a few guesses as to what hasn’t changed. cole’s inability to be reliable? their manipulative tendencies? greediness, grumpiness, nonchalance? it doesn’t matter. cole just wants to hear her say it. “if there’s something you want to say, just say it.”

“it’s not what you think, kingsley,” nina called to him. it isn’t the first time she has allowed someone to see her telekinesis, but it is the first time she did so on accident. most times it is out of necessity, but this time she simply hadn’t noticed he was there. “you’re overreacting.” did he not think, if she can make a desk move across the room, that she can flip a latch? but who knows how he would react in this temperamental state of his. also, she’d knock his ass out if he’s standing too close. so she stays put & attempts to reason with him, instead. 

timothy barker & luis santiago. good god this is a horrible thing to imagine i can’t say anything more about a druggie and a VAMPIRE