#blcodmoney

            a smile was already on the woman’s lips, but it grew bigger once she saw his. samantha sits down beside her husband, hand instantly grabbing his. “ what? can’t i kiss my partner now? “ she asks, eyebrow raised AND smirking up in a teasing manner, one of the things that didn’t change over the years.

      another was how young she looked, and how pure she GENUINELY was.

           ‘ JUDAS–––––sweetie. are you saying that i, myself, have to pay for the drinks we’re having now? ’

hey how much money do you have?

                  ‘ the man, THE MYTH, the l e g e n d. ’ velvet words hold a hint of sarcasm. as if lucifer reveres such a man as JUDAS ( intrigued, perhaps ). he is still a man, after all, the proof of a human’s imperfection and dastardly character. ‘ what a pleasant surprise, iscariot. ’ but is it really?

      “ are you usually this nice to other clients? “ the teacher couldn’t help but ask, smiling up at the waiter with a smile. she wasn’t minding it, of course, since samantha actually felt FLATTERED.