𝐚͟𝐧͟𝐠͟𝐞͟𝐥 𝖔𝖋 𝓽𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲 .

⠀ ℐt took her less than half a second after he materialized out nowhere to glance over her shoulder and quickly blurt out: ❝ Shoes.ᐟ ❞ Just as instantly, however, the ghost of a smile appeared on Lorraine's face. ❝ I just finished mopping. ❞ ⠀

nodding, "you did. but, i expect it at this point."

slowly turning around.

a yelp —— hand going to cover her startled heart. “where did you come from ?!”

oh, he didn't know there was a game for it— he's been missing out. fails to mask his immediate disapproval; truth or not, just made it easier to detest the other. ❝birds of a feather. anyone ya get along with has gotta be an /equal/ pain in the ass. gotta be just like you.❞

ᅟ ᅟ﹙ the steps cease as soon as he turns to face the angel. ﹚ you can't be that blunt with the cops， man. just... shut up， alright?

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