⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ d̲id ⠀ 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ⠀ hear ⠀ about ⠀𝙻𝙾𝚄𝙸𝙴 ⠀ 𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ he ⠀ disappeared ⠀ babe .ᐟ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
╰ 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀``⠀𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘢𝘴
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀— 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝒋̲𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔. ´´
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( he’s noticed, far before she mentioned it, now just have eyeliner that shines the eyes and she’s set. )
‘Cause we actually have a personality.. you fuck your own gah’damn emotionless pets. need ah’ real stickler like me, sugar lips.
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yeah — ah’ only fuck wit’ blondes.
plus you’re too uptight, fuckin’… got dat look to ya.
… you ain’t gonna fall for ah detective anyway.
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the nights are starting to mix in with his schedules, he's lost, too much paperwork and he's tired beyond belief. good luck.
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𓂃 𝑽̲𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑬 retweeted
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⠀⠀⠀one minute, he's writing something.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“ w̲hat ❪ 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ❫ .ᐣ ”
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a̲h'd like ta' think it's pretty fuckin' close to dat.
got dogs smellin' blood on a basis, you ain't gonna have dat on are ya' .ᐣ
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❪ 𝒶 shake of his head playfully follows after her words hit the silence in the air and just by the conversation alone, he had emitted a very audible chuckle underneath the depths of his vocal chords. ❫
y̲ou know dey say dat curiosity killed da' cat, right .ᐣ
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a̲h see it in your eyes gorgeous, you ain't innocent eitha' but who is at dis' point .ᐣ — a̲h ain't got no-one to care foar me, ta' care foar, so why run away without a gun's blazin. ❪ he semi answered her question, another shrug. ❫
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𓂃 𝑽̲𝑨𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑬 retweeted
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𝕴 dreamt of being wanted: some object of desire – something heady and sweet and worthy to be held down.
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𝑔iving her a passing glance, 𝒋𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 found amusement in the way people carried themselves; granted, he could care less for what others did outside of cases but in this one ... they clearly had a motive by being there. “ d̲a̲ fuck. ” he uttered.
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“ a̲h'm busy but it don't mean dat ah can't engage in conversation for a few minutes. ” he called out, lifting his head slightly above so that his hues could find themselves on the other; placing notebook in the crook of his jacket in the process.
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w̲ithout gettin' too sappy, ah'm already a husk, 𝒋𝒆𝒘𝒍𝒔. dis fuckin' place sucks ya' dry and not in a good kind of friday night way. the type to not take you out to tha' diner and then drain ya' soul lata.
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y̲an-ever really know when someone's gonna make it your last day on earth, hell, it'd probably be a fava for all of us but the last thing ah' wanna do is make something good for dis city... && with all do respect, 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔 —
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