——— PITBULL TERRIER .

❝ not if y' really don't want me to . ❞ practically swaying within his arms and gripping on tight to the waistband of his sweatpants .

battys' own sharp teeth sink right into her own lower lip as her head tipped to offer him more room to roam . this is dangerous* . ❝ should help y' find someone hotter . ❞ teasing . she doesn't actually want him to find another .

as if he hadn't already left enough marks on her . though , it's only fair since he is too . ❝ suppose I should be flattered , hm .ᐣ knew y' wanted me bad . ❞

❝ most things go over 'm head dependin' on the tones , yea' . ❞ which wasn't entirely false . she's observant and intelligent , but reading people was often difficult . ❝ maybe y' just desperate and I'm an easy bang . ~ ❞

shamelessly eyeing him over . to look at his muscles a n d attempt to figure him out a little more . ❝ thought I was an annoyin' bitch 'n the sex was shit .ᐣ remember when y' said all that before .ᐣ ❞

❝ almost sounds like y' don't want me to go . ❞ a statement rather than a question , murmured teasingly as she slid into her own clothing . not that there is much to the outfit* .

her body jolts slightly and a print appears almost immediately due to her skin sensitivity . ❝ mn , well this pretty gal should be headin' home . ❞

purposefully bent right down with ease to pluck up her bra nice and slow . he gets the best seat in the damn theater . ❝ so I've got pretty privilege .ᐣ ❞

get hit he does . a swift bat of her other hand right against one of his biceps . little shit . ❝ you'd have kicked 'm out if I snored . ❞ finally shifting to gather her scattered pieces of clothing .

smartest idea yet .

she's without her signature makeup and large false eyelashes , bare faced with her beauty marks on full display , choppy wolfcut hair all haywire . ❝ mine , 'course . they look good on you . ❞

the lack of sleep probably didn't help him much at all either . it was a rather long night .. clearly . his back and shoulders are covered in deep scratches . ❝ y' look like shit . ❞ spoken with sweetened tone .

eyeing him over from her spot beside him , lay on her side with her elbow and hand propping up her head . sour as always , is he .ᐣ

︎ ︎ ︎ he wouldn't. still opening his mouth. ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎