#lvstways

      a tap tap is placed on reggies shoulder, blonde curls and freckled cheeks offering a kind but gentle expression. he could of helped but noticed her, curse his over-observing ways && his many relationships in this area.           ‘ I'm not trying to be nosy or anything, but... I've been seeing you here a lot lately, always by yourself. I just wanted to say, if you have anything on your mind, I'd listen. ‘

❛ feel like ‘ve SEEN ya before. ❜ he can’t even begin to know who she is. there’s just something recognizable. he pauses a bit, but he doesn’t make it UNCOMFORTABLE. soon he snaps, pointing and shaking his finger up and down. ❛ newspaper. definitely th’ newspapers. but ... eh, EVERYONE gets on ‘em one way or another. ❜ obituaries, and all. he finally gets out of his little daze and puts both forearms on the counter. ❛ sorry. y’ain’ here fer that. got a CAR problem, huh? ❜

green eyes flash with INTRIGUE, notepad tucked neatly away in her bad, and she can’t be blamed for wanting to get straight into the  ACTION, for wanting to see all the DRAMA up close and personal.  her professors were always so quick to admonish, so quick to tell her that these were PEOPLE whose lives hung in the balance, that their lives mattered, and it was so easy for that to fade away in favor of watching heads  clash and cheap shots pulled and  the STRATEGIZING.

but there was something about MS. LOVE, a short of DESIRE she saw in the woman for her clients to get their JUSTICE, for them to win  -  not because it was another notch on the belt holding her pantsuit up, but rather it was the RIGHT thing for her to do. and that CAUGHT HER OFF GUARD. 

im so glad this is the first post i’ve seen from u on my dash god fuckin bless this