#devilinhiseyes

Sammy disconnected his eye contact with the small female once the image of mummified cats had appeared in his head. Eyeballs, witches, hell even dismembered body parts is all good and well in his book. But once dead animals are brought into it shit gets uncomfortable for the male.

Recomposing himself “the said little cretin needed to makeup some test his dumbass failed.”

He was cut off as the last bell of the day screaming that schools out. A joyous yet repulsive ear cringing sound.

“And because of his stupid ass I’m stuck here till he finishes it. Otherwise I would’of decked outta here hours ago.” Leather creaked against the metal locker as the teen leaned against it.

Linda poked her head into the dark shop, unsure if her sister was working today or not. The tiny girl had a pocket full of cough drops for her sister, if she was there, but Sophie was not the main focus of the visit. She swung the door open fully, darting in like a marathon runner. Speaking up, Linda addressed what appeared to be an empty shop.

"I need to see Dallas about a tattoo--"

She became automatically distracted by the sight of the huge dog that occupied the shop, gasping in glee. "Puppy!" she squealed, wrapping her arms around the great drooling beast as best she could. She wondered if dogs liked cough drops.

9. A kiss on the lips

He was bitching yet again about the idiots that came into Bloody Inks on Halloween, just like always. Sophie had heard the rant all day, even as she tried to tally up the day’s profits from her side of the shop. With a sigh, she looked up at Dallas, dark eyes weary.

"Baby, I know, I’ve been right here."

The blond looked at Sophie like she had in some way offended him, and Sophie stood. “Calm down, baby, I know—”

"The hell you do" the hood snapped, and Sophie sighed, walking up to him. He started up again, about Goddamn punk kids coming in and out all the time and not doing anything. Standing no more, she leaned forward and kissed the ghoulish boy on the lips, silencing him. It worked like a dream, and Dallas grinned sharply in answer. Just as one of his bony hands started working up her back, the door swung open, and a few drunk girls in costume can in whooping and asking if they were open despite the sign on the door.

"Daddy!" Eve squeaked, her hardass composure disappearing once she caught sight of the blond. She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his neck. God, it had been too long. Hell, she hardly ever called him ‘Daddy’ within earshot, but today was a special day.

Dally:

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[text - Little Sucker]: Got full marks in all of my classes again. How’s that shithole shop going for you? Can’t wait to buy it out when I start making more in a week than you do in a year :)

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[text - Little Sucker]: i dint hate you. i wanter you to like me. you were spposed to be superman. whyd you let me down so bad??

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[text - Little Sucker]: I’m in the old neighborhood. Want to grab lunch?

Johnny quickly erased all of the text and closed his phone. Why should the old man care if he was less than a block away from the shop? He didn’t care when he basically lived in the shop, for Christ’s sakes.

June:

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[text:Superman (Big Bro)]: Went on a midnight wikiwalk. Started with name etymologies, ended with cockroaches. I blame you for this one.

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[text:Superman (Big Bro)]: dont hafe sex u will get peppermint and dieeeee

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[text:Superman (Big Bro)]: Want to swing by the old shop?