#4ct3

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Billy was paranoid. After twenty plus years in prison, he always knew when he was being followed. He had to be in flight or fight at all times to survive. He picked up on the dark haired woman soon after she started following him. She was discreet though, he would give her that. " Depends on who you ask." He chuckled at her question. " But I get the feeling you think I might be important." He looked her over and cocked his head. " You look familiar. Do I know you?" He wasn't sure where he had seen her face or maybe it was her vibe. Something about her felt familiar.

“Hey. I’m a house keeper at a cheap, pay by the hour motel in the middle of the midwest. I’ve cleaned up a lot of shit blood even too. Whatever it is you did. I do t give a shit. Just as long as you leave a nice tip when you go. I need the money. I got a sick auntie.”

connor was losing his fucking mind. he could feel the pressure building in his head and he swore he'd keel over from an aneurysm any second now. she was making him so mad. she had been the one to drive him insane, manipulating him and he fucking fell for it over and over and now she was asking him to leave ? " what did you do to me , you crazy bitch ! " he yelled hoarsely, feeling like he was losing his grip on reality. " you're the one ... ! " he rushed toward her, but he stopped a mere centimeter away from her, hand in the air, but he couldn't do it, no matter how much he hated her... deep down he'd do anything she asked.

it's the only vice she can't quite kick and even though she had tried so hard to give it up, it always came crawling back and andi welcomed it with open arms. she scooted forward, still hugging her knees before she freed a hand and grabbed the joint, taking a healthy drag before handing it back to amber. " oh that's the good shit huh ? " spoken between breaths, holding it for as long as she could before she finally exhaled, a mess of coughs following soon after. her lungs felt like they were aflame, but she wasn't complaining. " where have you been hiding all this time ? " she giggled.

Cecelia sighed as she walked into the locker room. "I'm alright..." She said wiping her lip. "One of my regulars." She went to her locker to fix her makeup. "He likes to get rough, but he pays well."