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“you can’t just --” she paused for a moment, running slim fingers through her hair. “you can’t show up here like this anymore.”

             ‘  what?  why are you  looking  at me like  that?  did you not  enjoy  yourself?  ’

“i thought i told you i didn’t want you seeing them anymore.”

Sooah once turned her sister into a cat when they were about the age of seven because she was annoying her.

         Carter glanced up when the door to the tattoo shop opened. He knew wasn’t a customer because he was closed...He never expected to see an ex. Was the other really an ex? It was someone the demon of lust messed around. It wasn’t that things ended on bad terms. The male can’t stick to one person for too long. He moved on from person to person because it keeps from getting sick. Sticking to one person for too long could make the person he’s with sick. To spare the other, despite however he might have felt. He left and moved onto the next and the next after that. Seeing them now, standing at the shop after close, was surprising. The comment to escape their mouth, not as surprising. It might have been a mistake coming here. As he nodded his head, he closed the book he was working in. “I don’t know-- It very well could be a mistake.” He mumbles as he tried to control his own emotions. It had been some time since he really has seen or looked at the other. Now, here in his shop, it felt very real. “Did you just come here to check in on me? Or did you need something?” Carter wasn’t trying to be harsh or mean. But if he actually stuck around and talked to the other it might lead to him expressing things he doesn’t want to. “I was closing up-- So, if you need something you have to make it quick.” 

      “i don’t care what credentials you have.” hope shook her head, her long pony tail wishing against her back. she was short, but mighty, and wasn’t intending on picking a fight.       the woman stood in her tall black heels and legs spread far apart, blocking the door from anyone entering. her arms were crossed, protected further by her pink leather jacket. she wasn’t letting the stranger come in, and she would not let her boys leave until he did first.       “there are extremely important and sensitive boys in this room. i will not let you see them, and no, i do not care who sent you.” she insisted.

“like that’s actually gonna get me to yeet myself outta here.” despite the usage of meme language, the girl had a frown on her visage, brows knit together in frustration. pinky crossed her arms so briskly she felt her nails scratch at her forearms but she ignored it. her gaze remained firmly on the other, no sign of surrender whatsoever. “i’m not leaving ‘til you talk to me.”

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