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@wolfisheart said ❝ my life… it's a beautiful mess. ❞ [x]
➸ ❝ a beautiful mess… huh? how poetic. ❞ the blonde paused as she tapped a finger to her chin. ❝ can't tell if that's very manic pixie dream girl or lord byron of you. ❞ she could never help herself with sprinkling humor into things like that. she shrugged with a small smile as she added a little softer, ❝ same, though. ❞
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@wolfisheart // i don't see you spouting poetry.
❛ Fuck off. ❜ It’s a scoff twisted into a laugh. From his place on the bar’s worn leather couch, Cash throws him a sardonic look. Boots rest on the table, beer idle in one lifted hand; he lifts it now, if only to press the cool glass against his busted lip ( he’d dragged the guy outside the bar to fight; Hale should at least be grateful for that ) He stretches his jaw, winces. Takes a swig. ❛ I ain’t spouting’ poetry cause it wasn’t heroic. ❜ My hero, Hale had fluttered as Cash stormed back in, and five minutes later, hadn’t stopped since. Ridiculous, flowery shit. ❛ Guy was just being a fuckin’ dick. Don’t make it a big deal. ❜
@wolfisheart gets a starter.
"Is it your eyesight that's in need of correcting, lover boy, or is it just your manners that do?" Even if didn't have any more drinks to pour at the moment, there had to be more interesting things to look at in her than her.
@wolfisheart gets a starter.
He'd been nursing his beers, slower than usual, for the better part of a few hours now, trying to work things out in his head. The way things could go. The way things might go. The way things might go wrong. In the end, honestly, he'd just managed to give himself a headache. A glance down the bar, giving the room a general once over. It was a slow night, or at least, it was hitting the slow stride. He raised the half empty glass to Hale, indicating the need for another, downing the last in a gulp so he could swap out for the fresh one.
"Got a question for you." This wasn't exactly the kind of ... moral quandary he felt comfortable taking to Naomi, or Holden. It did seem like the kind of dilemma Hale might have run into, before, though. Or at least maybe have seen play out. "Hypothetical." That was a lie.
"Say that -- you were ... with somebody." A faint furrow. "With, with someone. You could still do who you wanted, though --" That seemed a relevant point. "But this somebody, say, had a sister. And the sister, she was with this guy, a while back and maybe, it turns out, the somebody you're with doesn't really like this guy. Thinks he's trouble, or something. If you and this .. guy, had -- you know. Fucked. In the interim. That something you think your somebody would wanna know about, or -- not so much?"
@wolfisheart / hale gets a starter.
"Nope." One hand settles on her hip, bare save for the peek of the black lace underwear that could just be seen beneath the button up shirt she hadn't removed yet. "Absolutely not." Her other hand snapped, pointing down. "I am not climbing on a fucking chair just so you can kiss me this time. Not after the day I've had."
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@wolfisheart sent a meme.
🤲🏻 or ‘firm’ // sender grabs receivers chin firmly
Steely dark eyes meet brown without hesitation or fear - curiosity, perhaps, lips curling into a low smirk as he watched the other. "You should know that I've seen men I liked more dismembered for less." It could have been as little as a passing observation or it might be meant as a threat - he made little indication as to which it was. "Is my face so to your liking that you would risk such a fate?"
@wolfisheart asked: “this isn’t what i signed up for.” amalia
"no. you wanted easy, but then you had to go acting like a possessive asshole who doesn't know what he wants." and it was driving her up a wall. how many times had they been through this? "one point you want nothing more than a good lay, which i am all for." if there was one thing they did correctly and without argument, it was be together. "the next you're saying these.. things to me, hopes that spark an idea of a future, then we're right back to square one. you pushing my away then getting angry when i try to move on. what do you want from me hale?"
no wonder they were so on and off with each other. the pair were real good at fighting, but more often than not - it was him getting in his own way. amalia had loved him long enough to realize he had a pattern of behavior that was more destructive than anything. did that stop them from bouts of fighting over repetitive behavior? no. "how about instead of running with your tail tucked between your legs, you just... stay."
@wolfisheart said ❛ please have mercy on me. ❜ [x]
➸ ❝ mercy ? ❞ luci's lips curled up. she looked up at hale, blue-green eyes glittering. ❝ absolutely not. i was not made for mercy, sweetheart. ❞ with that said, the little blonde plucked the dart out of his hand with a shit-eating grin.
. lucasta turned to the dart board with her chin held high. her smile was cocky as she aimed the dart and thwack. she clicked her tongue. ❝ bullseye ! ❞
