#jessemcmeme

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄, 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊. the liquid burns his throat as he aches for a cigarette, but given her reaction the first time he had done it in her presence, he prefers to keep it to himself and wait until he is on his own. “Sorry, luv. I might be a smooth talker but I lack the aptitudes.” And where the hell was that music coming from? Nevermind that he had been in a band in his younger days but it wasn’t this type of music. . .80′s punk rock was another world entirely, he eyes the offered hand and can’t help but to think, this type of thing only happens to him. “You are better off dancin’ by yourself.”

“You want to learn to be bloody human? How about you pick up the phone and call if you want to pay a visit?” and he closes down the books he had been reading. A brand new tattoo pressed on his skin, the doorway to Hell in the texts, and her essence used as the ink for the brand itself. It’s meant to ward him again hell, undetected by vile creations. It had taken some time to gather all the ingredients that remained. It needed a couple more hours to be done. “Or at least learn to knock, luv.” 

𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘. not only because she requested it but because John should know better; staying away from her would be for the best, to keep her safe, to keep her away and she would live. But he cannot stop how he feels, or how it bothers him the radio silence had been gone for a while now. “It has been months, Zee.” He adds back, a casual frown on his forehead. “And I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important. None of the dark business, luv. Just, something I should tell you.”

𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍, 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓. Lighter flickers fire as he plays with the zippo with ease. The night is calm, perhaps too calm for his own taste but he always works better when he is on edge. Eyes fall toward the blonde young woman and can’t help but to pull an amused, if not slightly annoyed. “I can assure you, sweetheart. Far from it. This is just what your father fails to teach you at school. “It’s not a sight anyone should see until they are ready. But she said she wanted to begin to see the darkness of the world. “This is just demons and ghouls. For me? another bloody day at work.”