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                 she  hadn’t  expected  him  to  pull  the  car  over  two  blocks  away  from  the  holland  house .  had  he  realized  what  she  was  doing  in  the  bathroom ?  that  she  was  FIVE  STEPS  away  from  a  breakdown ?  it  wasn’t  fair .  it  would  NEVER  be  fair .  and  she  couldn’t  wrap  her  head  around  the  fact  that  he  didn’t  seem  to  understand  any  of  it .  more  than  anything  nancy  wanted  him  to  understand .  how  could  he  go  through  life  like  nothing  had  happened ,  that  THEY  hadn’t  killed  barb ?  maybe  it  was  something  to  do  with  the  fact  that  she  wasn’t  talking  about  it ,  that  she  avoided  the  conversation  when  she  could .  it  was  easier  when  they  were  at  school  or  studying  or  doing  anything  that  let  her  occupy  her  mind .  it  was  when  it  was  QUIET  that  her  head  started  to  go  to  the  upside - down .  but  she  didn’t  know  HE  was  paying  attention .  so  when  the  car  stopped  and  he  spoke ?  she  looked  down  at  her  hands  clasped  on  her  lap  before  raising  one  and  biting  down  on  a  knuckle .  she  let  her  hand  fall  back  to  her  lap  and  looked  out  the  window ,  voice  soft .  ❝ are  you  just  now  noticing ? ❞ 

◤✦ 𝐋 𝐔 𝐂 𝐊 𝐘  𝐒 𝐇 𝐎 𝐓 ✦◢                 a  playful  punch  to  his  shoulder ,  grin  spreading  wide .  ❝ aw ...  did  you  MISS  ME ,  lassie ?  c’mon ...  i’ve  been  around .  you  just  weren’t  looking  hard  enough . ❞  and  she’d  stayed  under  the  radar ,  keeping  noticeable  crime  to  a  BARE  minimum .  ❝ if  you  missed  me ,  should’ve  called .  would’ve  dropped  everything  to  help  you  solve  some  weird  shit .  and  it’s  NEW  YORK .  i  know  there’s  been  WEIRD  SHIT . ❞ 

     it’s her first week back on the field since her injury:     still counting her blessings,     knowing it was a miracle she survived,     much less still able to walk.     she isn’t used to cane being gone,     but she tries her hardest to get along with lassiter     [     it’s not in her nature to hate people,     especially when they’ve done nothing wrong     ]     ❛     y’know good things happen everyday,     even if we don’t know it.     ❜     a sweet smile at her new partner,     NERVOUS to an extent     —     even after the shootout,     cane’s death,     months in the hospital,     not knowing if her career was over or not,     she still held samcro tight.     they were FAMILY,     even if they were on opposite sides of the law,     even if they nearly killed her more times than she can count.     she had to protect them.     ❛     i wouldn’t count on an arrest,     anyways.     the boys are smart.     ❜

        ❝  whoa! ❞   a sudden gasp of air leaves the saviour stunned, patting his eyes and brow, and shaking his head violently while blinking. maybe he really was drunk off his ass. . . .  or, this was a dream. . . . . so - wait -- he’s dreaming he’s sober, but actually very, very drunk? well this doesn’t make any sense! then again, in ash’s world, nothing ever did. from deadites, time travel, knights of sumeria, resurrections ( thrice ), ruby and the dark ones. . . .  and this dastardly demon. . . and they were all after one thing, the necronomicon ex mortis. the necronomicon. shit, that was it! he came back for it. . . .            from instinct, ashley taps his foot back, taking a more offensive stance. he knows the book is behind him, safely locked away in a bolted box. there was no way freddy was touching it. ❝  c’mon, what’re you waiting for, then? i’ve taken your limp-wristed slasher schtick once, i can do it again ❞  

    @ssystemerrorr​  sent in  ❔

A cheeky two-fingered salute, flicked from his temple toward the other. ❝ Detective. ❞

don’t  frownie  face  at  me

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