it felt like my eyes were on fire.
i should've known better than to sleep in my colored contacts, but, to be fair, em left me exhausted.
well, i guess he wants me to call him marshall now.
the feeling of warm water washing over me made me immensely thankful that i'd located one of the bathrooms. my sore muscles were beginning to be soothed, but i knew that the bruises placed where he'd grabbed my inner thighs would stick around for a while.
eventually, i brung myself to step out, wrapping myself in one of the fluffy towels that i'd found in a closet next to the door. since the only other room i knew how to get to besides the kitchen was the bedroom we'd slept in, that's where i headed, intending to steal more of his clothes.
i didn't expect him to be in there, but then again, where did i expect him to be?
nonchalantly, i dropped the towel and opened his dresser drawer like it was my own.
"whattaya think you're doin'?"
"you see something else for me to wear?" i barked.
he crossed his arms, and i saw him licking his lips when i shot him a glare as i bent down to look through his t-shirts. i ended up deciding on a plain white one, and slipped on a pair of his sweatpants as well. they were baggy, but that just made them all the more comfortable.
"am i ever gettin' those back?" he asked, sounding as though he already knew the answer.
"nope!" i declared, a smug grin on my face. i put on his hoodie, which i'd carried from the bathroom, once more and felt around to make sure the money was still there.
"time for me to make my exit," i concluded, turning around.
he followed me like a lost puppy all the way to the door.
"damn, takin' my cash an' my clothes an' leavin'," he muttered.
"you shouldn't trust broads," i warned vaguely as i adjusted the straps of my heels, which looked starkly out of place considering what else i was wearing, "they're manipulative."
"ain't you a broad?" he spat.
just before i slammed the door shut, i replied.
"i sure am."
i wondered if he noticed that i'd written my number on his arm while he was asleep.
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same song and dance.
Fanfiction❝ i heard 'em say exact opposites attract. if that's a fact it'll take task force to get you back. ❞ -- she's a professional. but when he won't take no for an answer, the line between business and pleasure is blurred.
