
"there's more to me than gloomy graveyard girl." #MS β‘
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"Coffee it is. I've had one going spare, so why let it go to waste?"
She reaches over, handing him one.
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"I just need one normal night. No vampires, no hybrids, no ancient curses. Just a movie and someone who doesn't look at me like I'm a prize to be won. Are you busy?"
"I know exactly what I'm stepping into. I've looked lots of people in the eye and lost almost everyone I love, so don't try to scare me off. Call it reckless if you want, but I'm not running away from you. Simply because, i'm not afraid."
Replying to @doppeliciousx
Knowing me is a privilege few survive untouched. If attitude is all it takes to hold your attention, you're severely underestimating what you're stepping into. Are you always this reckless?
Elena doesn't blink, her fingers already flying across the interface of her data pad despite his dismissal. She lets out a short, humorless breath that barely qualifies as a laugh, the screens pale blue glow reflecting in her eyes as she watches his massive silhouette merge withβ
Replying to @doppeliciousx
He doesn't turn back,but his broad,rain drenched frame halts for a fraction of a second at the threshold of the heavy blast door. The red tactical lights overhead slice across the hard edges of his skull mask as his head cocks slightly to the side.+
She shifts her stance, adjusting the strap of her tactical pack as the damp wind backdrafts through the opening blast door, bringing with it the sharp scent of ozone and aviation fuel.
"Target list is updated and synced to your HUD anyway," she adds, her tone dropping into a β
Elena doesn't answer right away. Instead, she looks down at the bottle in her hands, her thumb tracing the edge of the worn label, before she sets it down on the rusted motel table. The hollow clink of the glass feels heavy in the cramped, humid room.β
Replying to @ithinkimadorbs
With her, looking down from my height. My shaking fingers immediately latch onto the cross that hangs around my neck, sweat beading on my forehead from the shitty air conditioning.
"You have this fight in you that I don't... how do you keep going, 'lena?"
I ask,
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waver. She gently taps his chest, right above his heart. "You have the fight in you. You're just exhausted, and the withdrawal is talking. Youβve carried the weight of the world for so long that you forgot you're allowed to stumble. β
She takes a slow sip, using the rim of the glass to hide the subtle tension in her expression. Her gaze darts around the crowded room before locking onto yours, calculating exactly how much you know.
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