#dxrlingdevils

“come here often?” the words roll off cambria’s lips with a chuckle, a classic line only usable with a certain level of irony but that’s exactly what she’s looking for. it makes her seem casual, less threatening than she already seems with curled hair and a soft blush. everything she does is calculated and always has been, ever since she was old enough to understand what the family business needed of her. that’s why she approaches him, the new comer ( relatively so, at least ) to her father’s club, with a sweet smile and the fake name sara on her lips.

Billy was used to being recognized, being a serial killer out on parole kind of came with the territory of everyone knowing who you are. That didnt mean he necessarily enjoyed that fact however. He was trying to drown his urges at the bar when he felt eyes on him. He tried to ignore it for a bit before sighing and turning towards them. “You want a fucking autograph or something?”

it’s a nice evening, warm air and street lights settling on her skin and leaving her with a pleasant buzz. no drinks in her system, of course, but nice to enjoy the night. someone like her doesn’t drink, not when there’s something at stake as big as faye. the thought feels unpleasant to some degree, but she doesn’t linger on it long enough to stop herself from following orders. “thanks for hanging out tonight. i needed some fresh air and new company before my roommates drove me insane.”

“You know how fucking hard it is to see you with them?” Head shakes before empty laughter falls, “It’s like I get so fucking jealous-” Sigh cuts of words before he finished hand lifting to run threw cropped curls, “I can fucking stand that they get to put their hands all over you and I can’t do anything about it.”

Sam nodded at Ellie as if assuring her he would be alright. He kept his hand firmly against his ribs though and based on how even his jacket was starting to soak through with blood - he’d been hit by something that wasn’t just hard and blunt - but something that broke skin too, “Did you see what it was?” he asked through gritted teeth. 

“Well, yeah. There you go, see that’s why you’re the smarter one out of us two. See how you just figured it all out like that? Amazing.” Zara grinned and chuckled slightly. Even though she knew that was the answer naturally, though. “You know... Pizza sounds amazing right about now. I think Joe’s has a deal on Thursdays, too, so we can get way more food than we could humanly eat and just have zero regrets.”

his eyes were heavy, exhausted from the 18 hour shift he had finished only an hour previous to the interruption of his night. sebastian had made himself dinner and sat down at the sofa to enjoy it fully in front of the tv when he heard the knock at the door. he let out a small sigh setting the plate of food to the side and pushing up onto his bare feet. when he pulled the door open he wanted to faint - he couldn’t believe his eyes. he felt like he was seeing a GHOST and could feel his face getting paler by the second.  ❛  i - what the—- what are you.. ❜ his eyes falling to the small child in her arms.  ❛ why are you here? ❜