#lem0nheadz

         "         so      ...      you've      been      busy,         "         nyx   doesn't   make   it   a   habit   to   know   everybody's   business.      just   the   people   they   give   a   shit   about   enough   to   call   friends.      helps   that   the   pair   happen   to   share   the   same   ...      how   does   one   put   it      —      hobbies.      even   someone   who,      more   often   than   not,      witholds   nicesities   have   to   admit   that   @lem0nsheadz​   does   a   damn   good   job   at   making   a   scene.      "      i      saw      you      with      a      guy      the      other      night      ...      what's      that      about      ?         "         their   lowkey   way   of   asking      :      why   did   he   manage   to   walk   away   unscathed   even   though   said   man   seemed   to   be   a   walking,      talking   buffoon      ?      their   tone   teasing,      a   brow   raises   in   her   direction.      curious.         "         you      going      soft      for      that      idiot      ?         "

         the   look   he   shoots   her   is   deadpan,      darkened   hues   narrowing   across   to   lemon   with   a   rather   worrying   level   of   dignification   that's   worthy   of   being   called   rather   foolish.      he   should   know   better   than   to   challenge   her      ...      &&      yet   there   he   stands      ;      arms   crossed,      brow   raised,      lips   pursed.            "         /      what      ?      you      have      your      butter      knife      hididing      there      somewhere      ?         "               an   act   of   defiance   at   the   face   of   imminent   danger   that   can   only   be   pulled   off   by   someone   who's   seen   too   many   things   when   they   were   far,      far   too   young.            "         worried      i'm      going      to      rat      you      out      ?         "         a   scoff   before   his   head   shakes.         "         ...      you      know      i'd      never      do      that,         "

         words   akin   to   these   would   usually   be   met   with   a   simple   brushing   off      /      even   a   snide   remark   or   two   from   their   side,      but   instead,      they   simply   sigh.      it   lingers   between   the   two   for   a   moment      ;      seemingly   a   glitch   in   the   universe   coming   from   someone   who's   more   used   to   having   spite   roll   off   their   tongue.      but   hearing   her   sound   rather   broken      —      a   rare   show   of   vulnerability   from   a   girl   they   perceive   to   be   rather   bulletproof.      strangely   enough,      it   doesn't   make   them   perceive   her   as   lesser   than      :      rather,      much   of   a   stronger   force   than   before.         "         i      know      i've      been      ...      busy.      that's      on      me,         "         a   silent   apology   lingers   somewhere   between   those   words.         "         —      what's      to      say      we      hit      up      that      shitty      old      bar      &&      find      some      perv      +      bash      his      skull      in      two      ?         "

         for   as   long   as   he's   known   her,      despite   seeing   her   partake   in   her   rather   eccentric   hobbies,      he   really   doesn't   have   the   sanity   to   pull   himself   away.      the   look   in   her   eyes,      the   one   he   recognises   to   be   one   that   shows   that   she's      𝗻𝗼𝘁   𝗮𝗹𝗹   𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲      (      albeit   in   the   best   way      ),      promising   some   truth   to   her   threat   that   he   still   can't   tell   is   a   joke      /      not      —      is   the   one   tat   keeps   him   coming   back.         "         that's      cute,         "         stepping   forward,      making   the   difference   in   their   statures   more   visible   than   ever,      his   head   hangs   low,      tilting   as   he   faces   her.      his   smirk   only   grows.      "         can't      even      stab      me      in      the      neck      without      jumping      so      you're      threatening      to      bust      my      kneecaps      ?      thought      you      were      more      creative      than      that,         "