#protezhe

           ❝  Well, well. If it ain’t the girl who I made disappear from those records all those months ago standin’ right in front of me –––– in line at CHIPOTLE.  ❞  Not even he’d have seen that one coming. Good thing he can appreciate a good dose of irony from time to time.  ❝  Got any recommendations for me? I’m could eat a horse right ‘bout now.  ❞     ( // @protezhe )

              " Ah. No --- no. The cat's not mine. I'm not entirely sure as to why she's following me around to be frank. "

                                                closed / @protezhe

          ‘ I’m not g-going to, ’ leaves his lips in that awful Russian of his. Years, he’s been trying to learn Russian but it never quite sticks. ‘ You’re just a d-dangerous looking woman, is all I meant. ’

          ❝ huh, does y’boss know you’re out? or should i call up keebler m’self? ❞

             ‘ You have something on your face. ’

        ‘ Yuliya is making moves, ’ is all he says as he patches himself up. He barely winces, despite the fact that he’s dealing with some pretty nasty wounds here. Vasiliy would like to say that he’s covered in more of her blood than his own, but Yuliya is a tricky one and she’s known him almost as long as she’s known Pasha. That means she knows how to deal with him. You know, he’d almost be impressed if he didn’t fucking hate her. ‘ She almost fucking killed me. Me! ’

              ‘ A double date. You made a friend who wants to take us both out on a double date. ’ A beat. ‘ Is she cute, at least? ’