-sunshiinin-

/ cb + mood or drop

blackcqt-

/       spam ?
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blackcqt-

‘s  nothin’  jo,   ‘m  tired  ‘s  all.  so  done  seeing  people.

blackcqt-

(  she  curled  up,  looking  at  her  expectantly,  waiting  to  be  accompanied.  )
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-sunshiinin-

@blackcqt- 
            
            alright , alright . . c'mon , lay down . .
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blackcqt-

you.  ‘nd  a  blanket.  please  and  thank  you.
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hivemindd

“Here—got us some candy to split. No idea what it tastes like, but it looked like something you’d enjoy.”

-sunshiinin-

@hivemindd
            
            jo popped in her mouth , face scrunching as it hit her tongue . " sour - ! "
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hivemindd

[@-sunshiinin-]
            
                 After she grabbed her piece of candy, he took the bag back and fished out a watermelon one, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Alright, on three… one… two… three…” he counted, unhurried, before tossing the candy into his mouth the moment he hit the final number.
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-sunshiinin-

@hivemindd
            
            " uhm . . strawberry , then ! " she plucked one of the candies from the bag , then waited for him to get one
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Jim_Moriarty_xoxo

Jim’s eyes scanned the coffee shop to find someone who’d fit the bill for his next crime. Someone he could manipulate. His eyes lit up after looking at Jo. *Perfect.*
          
          He walked up to her with two lattes, and mustering all his energy, said, “Hi!” 
          
          A bright, cheery smile. It looked stupid on Jim, but he figured people like her wouldn’t judge.

-sunshiinin-

@Jim_Moriarty_xoxo 
            
            " oh , i - well , it isnt my shop , i just work there - uhm , no thank you , i have my tea - "
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Jim_Moriarty_xoxo

@-sunshiinin- 
            
            Jim had already analysed her under a microscope. 
            
            The distinct callouses on her finger tips — not from a string instrument, but from repeated stemming of flowers. Green with a yellowish hue stubbornly stuck under her fingernails. Pollen. A small speck of Baby’s Breath on the insides of her sleeves. The way her shoulder is only slightly, unnoticeably tipped from carrying the weights of flower buckets. Obvious. Florist. 
            
            “Hi! Yes, I’m Jim. I work across your Flower shop at the convection shop. We’ve only seen each other but haven’t officially met, so here’s me! Hi, again. Coffee?” He rambled, getting into the character of a shy but excited cashier. He extended the latte out to her.
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-sunshiinin-

@Jim_Moriarty_xoxo 
            
            jo blinked in surprise , but smiled back . " hi ! i'm sorry - do i know you ? "
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