⌈ 𝑺𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢 ⌉

"I hardly see you. You can spare some time in the morning."

"After last night, you don't get off that easy." Peppering kisses along side her neck.

"I always do." Pamela would soon walk over two minimally filled glasses of scotch, handing off one to Selina. "Don't make me have to cage you up now."

"Looks like I'll be confiscate some of your things tonight. How about a drink to loosen up first?"

"Well fine. Looks like you got it cleaned up enough. Just try to keep out of trouble for a bit okay?"

A hand gently hovered above the shiner, holding an angered, but concerned expression to her face. "Who did this? Don't even try lying."

She should show her to help the healing process go a little faster maybe. A peck would be placed against her forehead for the time being.

"You hardly ask for this. What's going on, love?"

Barely catching her, taking a tumble to the floor. "Was beginning to wonder when you were going to come home."

|| I feel really bad when I'm on here because I have a have a habit of accidentally / unaware of pushing people away, and I really want to stop doing that. I think I naturally think people aren't interested, so I lose interest even when we are both interested.

“What the fuck is that for?”

“𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬—𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐧.”