“don’t look round now, but i believe we’ve got the paparazzi watching us again.” he takes a sip of his milkshake, nodding his head very slightly in the direction of the people with the cameras. “what do you wanna do? mess with them again, or leave them be?”

     “ -- and here is your burrito bowl, free of charge, purchased from the goodness of my heart.” he slides it reverently in front of her, taking his seat across the table with his own over - stuffed burrito. “i also got chips and extra guac but you’re gonna have to pony up if you want any of that.” 

           “  maybe you should be asking why you broke into josephine’s apartment.  i was here first.  “ 

      “Is he dead?”

(( wtf man ))

“i joined slade and betrayed the team. took a long time to get their trust back.” his shoulders are heavy. with sorrow and guilt and something else that leaves a sour taste in his mouth. “when i found out you were slade’s apprentice, i knew how it felt. to be betrayed by someone you care about.”

     `i’d eat that donut fast if i were you. that seagull looks ready to fight for it.` / @seismicfault