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(*)  I want them too!! I don't smoke, but sometimes the urge is real and they look adorable!

@FANGEDFXCK / a little something to take the edge off, haha.

@spidercxre / i saw it too! that’s why i want it, LMAOO. 

@sentimvntalist / oh yes!

/     pls and ty 

/    bows..

@sentimvntalist / love how all of the girly pops have untied here-

(*)  let me believe in a better future, smh.  women are simply too superior at this point, tbh.

@aromaticalscent / when, where, how. oh to see a man like that. 

He would roll his eyes as she talked about how he could've ruined her outfit and all that unimportant stuff. The male took his wallet out before he held a few banknotes right in front of her face. "Oh please nothing bad happened right? But here you can buy yourself a new cup of coffee if you want" he said in the probably most uninteresting way possible while he waited for her to take the money. 

@Blxck-Rose /
            
            “almost?” she snapped her head up, barely saving her outfit from the half-empty coffee cup she was now holding. she had just gotten her drink and hadn’t even taken the first sip before nearly spilling it all over her with the impact. “can you watch where you’re going? you could’ve ruined my outfit if i hadn’t pulled it away from me.”

@hyrded /
            
            “no. i heard what you said the first time, i hear you. i’m not asking you again, forget it.”

@hyrded /
            
            karina checked her handgun in one swift motion, her thumb grazing the magazine, chamber confirmed, grip steady— before snapping it back up toward the moving target. it was still a few feet away, just enough distance for her to line up a clean shot. 
            
            he had a point. she wasn’t experienced in fighting demons, not like this. but with the situation as it was, she’d take her chances. “i’ll shoot my shot,” karina said, steadying her aim. “it’s not like you’re ready to do anything about it anyway— so i might as well do something.”

&.     i love my women mad and in control.  >3 

@sentimvntalist 
            
            He smiled, shaking his head. "I am not that kind of man." Letting her take her own, he slid out the spare from his jacket pocket - the can was barely visible in the deep leather pocket to begin with, and having him hold it now seemed more as a magic trick than anything else. The Russian popped the top open with his index finger, the satisfying sizzle filling the gaps between their conversation. "I never said you weren't." He mused, and after taking a sip added. "Anyone who drives such machine must have all of their instincts heightened. I doubt you are an exception to that." Smiling with his eyes now, he tilted his head at her, letting his dark hair move by the will of the wind. "And to add onto that... No, I haven't. And I want to change that." Stepping closer, he tapped the end of his canned drink to hers, his eyes excited, wild. "Care to show me just what you can do?"

@FANGEDFXCK /
            
            she couldn’t help but relax her brows at his chuckle. not enough to lower her guard completely, but enough that she didn’t feel the need to keep it up anymore— at least for the moment. because the night, for her, was still young. and the company she was used to wasn’t always normal or kind, so keeping a cautious eye came easily to her.
            
            karina glanced at the can he was holding, then back up at him. “what is this, do i have to give you something in return now?” she said with a soft chuckle, reaching for the can, feeling the cold seep into her already chilled palms. she tucked her hand back into the sleeve of her jacket, holding it through the fabric. “i am pretty focused when i drive. you clearly haven’t seen me drive.”

@sentimvntalist 
            
            He smiled when she did, tilting his head when she turned her head away from him. Chuckling, he stepped closer, the warm glow from inside of the store the only thing illuminating and warming them out in the dark. Glancing over at the parked car, his eyes met hers again, and he couldn't help but hum at her observation. "Only when it suits me. Like tonight." He admitted and, passing a canned drink from his left hand to the right, he handed it to her, holding the top so she may comfortably take hold of the can, his green eyes alight from the convenience store. "Here, to keep you focused as you drive. I got fond of the taste so I got more than enough for myself."