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㇁ ㅤlate  but  give

      /      yuh 

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" Getting into trouble , obviously . "  she rolled her eyes and sigh , a sassy little hand settled on her hip . That answer should've been obvious .  " And you seem to be doing the same , apparently . "  she mumbled at the sight of then gun , shaking her head as if she were his disappointed mother . 

◝     #ꗃ   ☆     @pointedobsessions        [  ...  ]      "   What the fuck are you doing out here?    "    Adan’s voice was sharp and flat. He had no patience left for whatever game she thought she was playing. He shot a quick glance at his silver watch, then leaned into the car, reaching for the gun tucked inside. When he straightened again, his expression had shifted, serious now as he smoothed a hand through his dark hair, trying to pull himself together, at least on the surface.    

*      Only if you actually respond -_-

@acterror / !!

@acterror ,,
            
            // Heyyyy lmao.

@acterror    She let out a long, exaggerated sigh, tilting her head like she was trying to make sense of his indifference. “Ungrateful… that’s what people are, isn’t it?” she murmured, voice dripping with boredom. “After all the trouble you’ve had me go through, a simple thank you would be… nice.”

◝     #ꗃ   ☆     @crims0nblack        [  ...  ]      He clocked the rude response but didn’t let it get to him. Honestly, he didn’t think much of this stranger. She struck him as strange, maybe even a little unhinged.   "   Ever heard of personal space?   "    he asked, taking a step back, expression flat and unimpressed. He had no idea what she wanted from him, and truthfully, he didn’t care.   

@acterror  Sylvia didn’t flinch, her hands already moving with quiet precision. She gave him a flat look, tone even and unamused. “No, I’m not high” she said, almost savoring the monotony in her voice. “Just competent. Something you might want to try sometime.” She didn’t bother to look at him as the wound began to close by itself. “But don’t worry… I’ll make it quick. Wouldn’t want to ruin your impressive track record of overreacting.”

no,  no it’s fine.  come in.  i’m sure you remember the way   *   she stepped aside as she opened up the door for adan to come in   *   you just missed nick.  he had a work emergency but i’m sure he won’t be too long. 

◝     #ꗃ   ☆     @shieldsagent-        [  ...  ]      "   I brought wine. If this isn’t a good time, I’ll come back another day.    "      He wanted it done. Delaying it would only make it easier to avoid altogether.    

◝     #ꗃ   ☆     @nghtdrives        [  ...  ]      "   A gift?    "    Adan didn’t look amused in the slightest. Knowing Alroy, it was bound to be something absurd.   "   What is it,    "    he continued flatly.    "   A dildo? Some ridiculous hat? Matching rainbow T-shirts?    "    It sounded like a joke, but there wasn’t much humor behind it. He liked Al   -   he really did, but his patience for Alroy’s games was thin. Al felt less like a friend sometimes and more like a younger brother who took full advantage of how much leeway Adan had given him.   

no boss * he mocked him* can't believe that you still don't know how dedicated i am [truth be told; he did think about dodging his work, but the last time he did that he got an earful about how irresponsible he is and the silent treatment- the worst punishment he could think of], i even brought you a gift, but I don't know if you deserve it anymore ... 

◝     #ꗃ   ☆     @nghtdrives        [  ...  ]      Adan pulled him into a lazy hug, patting his back a little too hard before stepping away. His gaze swept over him from head to toe.     "    You look good,    "    he said.       "     What is it   -    vacation again? I see that tan, Al. Don’t tell me you’ve been dodging work.   "    

/   Mean because you’re mean

@acterror / !!

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