𝒜𝒮𝐻.ᐟ(SH)

I'm back.

"first off, it's Ashley to you and secondly, I need to go get high, I have problems to forget."

fine.

damn it!

bring it all on.

I welcome death.

she blinked a few times before shaking her head and pushing herself to her feet, emitting a sigh. "I'm gonna go get high now."

whiskey.

can you give me some alcohol?

she sighed and crossed her arms over her chest. "fine, if you want ta' do it so badly."

"no, he's really not worth it, frankie." she said with a smile, a sad laugh.

"no, it's kind of cute that you'd be willing ta' do that for me but he's long gone, and he's not worth it if I'm bein' honest with ya'."

waving a gun. "then whose gun is this? is an officer of the law planting firearms?"

good, and don't worry, I swiped your gun.

don't lie ta' me.

none of your business, pig.

YOURE A COP, YA' CANT BE MISCHIEVOUS!

She shook her head. "don't. you were right." she wiped her eyes with her hand.

Small sniffling sounds as she looked up slowly, she had completely ruined her makeup.