#pxllthetrxgger

Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on: pxllthetrxgger

Looks: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 (Tyler Hoechlin duh...)Personality: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 (cause she doesn't know him yet...)Attraction: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10Would they date them: yes | no (well not now anyway)Favorite thing about them: straight forwardLeast favorite thing about them: their stuck angry face *chuckles*

-------- ▲

When was the last time He had been forced to do this. Exasperation flashed through green hues, fingertips drummed aggravatingly across the desktop. His features were twisted into a angry scowl. She wasn't apart of this unit, and the last time He had met Her She had basically took the moment to take credit for something that He had single handed took the perp down Himself.

Smell of soft vanilla invaded His senses, causing His head to jerk upwards, nostrils flaring. He knew that scent better then anyone else could have. 

- Pascal-

Who else would it be?! She had been rumored to be one of the Ballsiest Bitches in the entire force, and it could be affirmed true. Ok, maybe She didn't take the credit away from Him cause He had a hand in it all, but She still didn't mention His name, not once. And that had really stuck with Him, til this day.

Bitch, you best be. <3

"I don't get humans... or well people... so emotional..."