#turnoutlikeme

i will break ur face parker.

              “you’re not getting me to climb that. it’s not gonna happen, parker. just drop it.” eliot gestured, a frown quickly creasing his brow. it’s not that he was incapable, just that... well. if he fell and broke his leg he felt it’d be worse than when parker tore her acl.  and maybe he didn’t like heights all that much. he could do it for the job, but not for this. 

             “yeah, they’re great, parker. great.”             not that he cares much about eyesight. or color. his are blue too. sure her eyes are great.and that works for her. his are pretty good but…he was a little farsighted. not that it bothered himmuch.              “blue’s a pretty common eye color, you know.”             eliot didn’t think she cared that much though.

"That’s … not something you want to do,   unless he attacked you. Did he attack you?   Did you really stab someone … thirty seven times?” 

    "Parker, if you want it that     bad, you can have it."

    " -- I hardly screamed at all the      last time, and y'all are still up      in my face bout it."

"No, I mean I-- I wouldn't call this  week a disaster we just-- we just  had to dip a little farther into the  back-up plans than expected."

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