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“ if you haven’t made your bed, throw it away. it’s too late to make it now. ”
that was honestly the best logic dean had heard in weeks. the kind of shit that he dealt with was crazy, and never made any sense, but that — that sentiment was fucking golden. ‘ i’ve never heard anything that made more sense in my life. except . . . if i throw the whole bed away . . . what about my bed? ’
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“Depends on what your definition of fun is.” It could be eating fast food while throwing fries at people or getting a drink or going to a rave, and if Mia was being honest any of those options were good enough for her.
“Oh? Now you’re talkin’. I’m sure we can find some trouble to get into.” After all, Harley was no stranger to trouble. If there was a bar nearby, they were sure to get kicked out once they caused enough of an uproar. Late night adventures were usually the best kind of fun anyway.
“that was so . . . bloody.”
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“. . . weird flex, but okay.”
❛ Already choking on my pride, so there’s no use crying about it ❜ from mia
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She laughed at the statement, finding humor in the sentence. Pride was always a problem with hunters. They could try and avoid it as much as possible, but in the end they were consumed and fueled by it. Pride was a hunter’s ultimate downfall eventually. Hell, it would come for the Winchesters too one day. Hopefully not soon.
“Watch your sense of self worth, and remember to cry. There’s too many hunters with hubris and pride who think emotions are weak. Don’t be one of them.”
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“Think I took it way too far.” from mia
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“It is in your nature to take it too far. Being a teenage girl, and being one of us does that.”
“I once stole the governor’s car to get my dad to listen to me, so you can talk to me about taking it too far.”
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“Perfect.” That meant they were on the same wavelength. “Get up. Time to leave this boring old place.”
“Okay...and where are we going exactly? At 3am?” Harley was curious as she sat up, curious about whatever plan was inhabiting the other woman’s head at the moment.
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cheek decorated with a fresh bruise just as the many that were hidden by the fabric of her football practice clothes; the jock resigned after practice and sat herself on the nearby bleachers amid the chaos of testosterone, screaming and her fellow bulldogs rushing to the boys’ locker room. she fully knowing she needed to head off to the ladies’ locker room anytime soon before it got dark out although she decided to stay back and pack up the equipment with coach. but, she needed a little breather.
the all encompassing black hole that were her heart ready to consume her at the end of day whenever enough was enough and her chest felt tight. god, she couldn’t fucking breathe properly when she thought about everything going wrong. but the light tapping of the steel surface and the presence of another human being snapped her out of such a seemingly ENDLESS and suffocating void.
“what?” tone S H A R P and seemingly hostile as the years worth of locked up frustration and anger she took on her peers in the form of aggression and pranks in order to feel something, ANYTHING, proceeded to simmer down upon noting the light haired brunette’s presence leaning against the bleachers’ support metal. dark optics fixated upon. . . what was her name again? Mia? yeah, that was it, chest rising and falling in sync with her desperate lungs to cool herself off.
