#springaroma

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        ❛ That was an incredibly bloody stupid thing to do. ❜

        ❝ never personally believed in miracles so i depend on coffee instead, ❞ he chuckled softly, finally lifting his eyes from the laptop screen to give himself a bit of relief. either way, it didn’t seem like they made a considerable dent in their action items from the sheer volume that had compiled over the recent weekend. ❝ chad? that’s the name that you came up with? couldn’t have decided on something maybe a bit more provocative? could earn more with less work at a strip club, i’m sure, but not with the name chad. ❞ 

         ‘   if   red   roses   are   what   you’re   looking   for   ,   i’m   afraid   i   won’t   be   of   much   help   .   ’   frame   in   motion   approaches   disoriented   customer   ,   hands   reaching   for   small   of   own   back   to   tighten   still   unscathed   apron   .   ‘   see   this   guy   that   just   rushed   out   ?   he   has   a   trunk   filled   with   all   i   had   left   ,   something   about   a   last   minute   celebration   ,   my   guess   is   a   forgotten   anniversary   .   ’   despite   handling   said   occurance   daily   ,   lack   of   care   never   ceases   to   dampen   morale   ,   though   she   flashes   pearly   whites   regardless   .   ‘   if   you’re   interested   ,   i   could   suggest   some   more   unpopular   picks   .   ’   /   @springaroma​​

     the hand gun kisses the back of kitty’s head, although link’s secret is that she hadn’t loaded it whatsoever.  somehow, this became ritual for them, to greet each other in such a sinister and murderous way.  “  gotcha.  “  she says playfully, knowing very well she could easily have loaded the gun and ended her life if she so pleased, but purposefully chosen not to, to continue a game of cat and mouse that could cost link her life.   (   @springaroma​.   )  

       ❝ i... just don’t know if i’m meant to really be with anything. not you, or anyone, but i guess you covered that when you said nobody... ❞  but happiness was a stretch, one that he had feigned for so long but now can’t discern left from right. couldn’t tell where the blurred lines started and ended and now he smiled because he was accustomed to smiling. softly, he smiled and placed a hand atop her own, giving it a light pat. ❝ you really don’t have to worry about me. i think you should be thinking about yourself more than anything. you make me happy enough just being here. doesn’t that count for something? ❞ 

          “ we could call it even... even though i’m leaving and i’ll be yours for the weekend. ”

@springaroma​ i am going to BLOCK YOU