#pariahd

                           ❛ HEY HEY HEY, I KNOW I’M FUCKED UP ; NO NEED TO BEAT MY ASS, I WASN’T GONNA EVEN DRINK IT. ❜          tony likes to look at his liquor ; likes to see that he has had some restraint, and has let it sit. the line of the bottle that was collecting dust along his shelf. he wanted so much to grab a drink , to grab some ice, and just to drink. but he doesn’t, he doesn’t, and he’s somewhat proud of himself. he knows though, that tina looks at him with some facet of disapproval, he wonders briefly ; if she ever liked him.                   ❛ don’t sneak up on me though, what if i was wearing the iron suit ?  ❜

yall…

tina is clark’s go-to source regarding local information whenever he travels to houston for a story. they meet up to talk, always at the same diner, with usually a couple of coffees and some pie between them. this time together can last anywhere between thirty minutes to almost two hours, depending on the day and the topic at hand.

is she swhite