Eddy’s mastered the art of being effortlessly suave when saying the sappiest shit possible, so half the time Sokol can’t tell if he’s being serious… or trying to get a rise out of him.

“Really. I think you don’t miss me enough. You look too…” Sokol teases, waving both hands in a vague gesture that’s meant to fill in the blanks. Handsome? Clean?

His lips are suddenly dry, and licking them feels a bit too suggestive-- but he does it anyway. Then he turns like he’s trying to get a better look at Eddy. 

Somehow, being right in Eddy’s personal space feels better than looking away, like he’s deliberately keeping the focus anywhere but on himself. There’s that tension Sokol wears in that tight, strained mouth so well, and then it cracks into a laugh.

“You look too good, напарник. Someone else taking care of you now?”

send "plots please" and i'll offer three ideas for plots which our muses could have together! (ALWAYS ACCEPTING!)

as a renowned sucker for wrong place at the wrong time vibes, the idea that these two become intrinsically connected bc they both witnessed one another in an illegal act on separate occasions is really appealing, and like. without question we could play with the notions of fate and destiny with this, but i also vibe hard with the notion that eddy and aisling share a kind of logic and reasoning with each other in that they'd end up following similar paths in life and in the city. like they keep bumping into one another, they don't exchange contact details immediately, they just keep meeting by pure coincidence. and that being how they get to know each other, through a series of unexpected encounters and unplanned crossings of paths, could make for such a fun and versatile thread where it's like. okay, this has run itself to the end, timeskip, here's their next unplanned encounter!

but i'm also weak for any kind of "i didn't know where else to go." "you came to the right place." energy, and they'd EMBODY that, i fear. like on both sides, and not just for physical wounds. the kind of energy of like, the audience would never question how they know where the other person lives, it's just that they've been meeting one another for so long that they kinda picked up on things (directions they'd depart in, aisling's apron, how long it took them to run in a rainstorm, little clues that indicate how far they are from their abodes). then we'd get the more intimate vulnerabilities on BOTH sides, like this is someone's home, they're exposing this part of their life, but the other person is also showing up in a vulnerable state!

"Ah, the age-old debate of good n' evil. Truth be told? I don't believe in black n' white. Criminals're not simply "evil" or "good." They're products of their environment. Circumstances shape behavior--most times, 't least."

the night before was a whirlwind of emotions and excitement. he had drank quite a bit with eddy, going from bar to bar. eventually tony became clingy to eddy during the nights events and push came to shove. there he was lying in bed with his ex. of course. there was a small part of him that was glad it happened, but the other part of him felt anxious and sick to his stomach.

@lawevades​ sent :  “you can’t save me from this.”