He blew smoke
She blew bubbles
He points guns
She points a camera
He harms everyone
She is harmless
He is the bad boy
She is the good girl
Two completely different people but a restaurant brought them together.
❝Sometimes, you break the things you love,❞ She took a breath, hesitant to complete her sentence knowing the painful expression that would cross his face and the light exhale he would breathe to release his frustration. ❝and sometimes the things you love break you.❞ // Staying With the Bad Boy For Two Months