[an: this is my first joker ff have fun]
The wind was cold and the streets were dark. I wound't be surprised if a masked person jumped out of the next trash can and would kill me especially in this part of the city.
I am walking through the Harlem of Los Angeles.
Or better i run. I am late already, although i still have 60% of the way left. I lost my key for my bike lock in the sink trap just before i wanted to go.
I hate moments like these and I hate these dark cold dirty streets with creepy creatures.
Its at least warm and filled with light at my working place but the creepy creatures are the same.
Their fancy wardrobe and big wallets are the only difference to the criminals outside.
I think everybody is a criminal in this weird world but some have money and some don't.
I am one of those without money.
I wouldn't work as much at this place if i had some.
[Hope you got a first taste of my writing I am looking forward reading your comments] •Mara
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Jokers Darling
FanfictionI always searched for a nice and a bit kinky Joker fanfic and i mean the suicide squat joker. Of course he isn't the scariest but definitely the best lookin one. This story is about him and Anabell. #joker #DC #misterJ #jokerfanfiction
