#morebullets

“Rather be on the news than be bored,” Dollface counters, hopping up to take a seat on a dumpster like it’s some kind of throne. Better than a fucking steel bench in Belle Reve or a rusted bed in Arkham, they suppose. “I know I thought I just wanted some fucking fresh air for once, but this is truly taxing to the mind. I thought I would at least get to punch someone.”

“How LONG are we expected to sit here?” Dollface sounds annoyed, but resigned for now. “When they said I would be engaging in covert operations, I didn’t think it was going to be quite so dull. I might as well be back in my cell for all the excitement I’m being afforded here.”

“Fuck, I imagine this is what a bullet between the eyes feels like,” She takes out a lighter trying her hardest to light the cigarette. Three tries and she’s through- tossing the lighter to the ground as she sighs fingers pressing into her temples as she chews gently on the end of her unlit cigarette. “Can’t even enjoy a fuckin’ smoke...”

“Lawton." A twinge of surprise in his voice as he addressed the other. "I had expected that the next time I would see you, you'd be in a coffin.”

“Hello handsome.”

Darling--

Having grabbed a book off the shelf to keep herself entertained, it was easy enough to pretend she was still asleep, at least until a noise down the hall woke up Flynn. Once he realised she wasn't asleep, he began yipping happily, practically bouncing up the bed to give her his usual morning greeting of drooly dog kisses while she tried to keep him quiet, failing miserably as she couldn't help but giggle at him.

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