@syntheticbodied // ( x )
“ you say that like you don’t miss it a little, ”
he smirked, glancing at Amber for a moment before focusing back on the wall across from them. It was getting a point where he would only light up a little, stop wondering why he even BOTHERED doing any of this when Amber showed up. What could he say? He liked the pleasure of her company but there was something else, something about her that kept him from completely dropping the drug market.
Plus the THRILL he got from messing around with Largo’s daughter was almost as good as the thrill he got from robbing graves.
Maybe it was the fact that they were a little more a like than either of them would admit. They both could continue their lifestyles because of the other, if one was to STOP, the other would fall. They needed each other to stay alive and feeling something than just the misery of this fucked up world.
an eyebrow arches upwards as he looked at her, a smile growing on his dark lips as he moves to stand, holding a pale hand out for her to take, “ and that I did PROMISE . . . now, my dear Amber, what kind of DEAD do you wanna see? As I’m sure around your brother you see plenty of the FRESH kind, ”