bailey-reed

[jack-trower-plt-blog]

“I’m disappointed that no demon has approached me to buy my soul- but I can’t say that I’m terribly surprised.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“What, you don’t think you were at the top of their list?” 

[bailey-reed-blog]

emilyypark:

“Remember when people actually did fun things? You know, before all this murder stuff made life boring as hell.”

“Yes! Let’s bring back fun.” 

[bailey-reed-blog]

verosutton:

“I’m blushin’.”

“So what’s your deal? Do you work around here? Going to school?”

[bailey-reed-blog]

verosutton:

“I like you too. I’m Veronique. Vero.”

“Your eyes are so pretty.” 

[bailey-reed-blog]

galedreyer:

“Without a doubt. Is that a radical notion?”

“It just seems like a lot of things going on these days are way out of our control.” 

[bailey-reed-blog]

verosutton:

Veronique chuckled at the suggestion of it being sexist. “I don’t really care if it sounds sexist or not. I just don’t want to lose out on any ladies here. Men? Expendable as fuck. They‘re just clogging up the system.”

“I like you. I’m Bailey, by the way.”

[verosutton-blog]

“Man, so many murders. At least no ladies were harmed.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“That’s kind of sexist, don’t you think? Not that I particularly mind since it rules in my favor.” 

[zed-the-guardian-blog]

“That’s fair, I guess.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“So what do you do around here?” 

[zed-the-guardian-blog]

“Or whatever?”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“I don’t even pretend to understand it.” 

[zed-the-guardian-blog]

“I’m loving this cooler weather.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Right? I know the town is part of some sort of apocalypse or whatever now, but honestly we couldn’t ask for nicer weather for it.” 

[avaroselocke-blog]

“Oh right, okay - that’s fair enough. Though you must have had an idea in mind?  What did you study?”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Marketing.” 

[avaroselocke-blog]

“I just worked my ass off. You don’t get anything without working for it.”

“What did you do before?”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“I’m not really a...career gal, but... I went to school.” 

[ceciliarothsc]

“—You know, that actually doesn’t sound all that bad. Maybe I should’ve kissed Christian back when he put the moves on me. I kind of regret it now.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Don’t regret it. Go get him yourself.” 

[ceciliarothsc]

“Every time I try to look at anyone else…. like, really try.. it just feels like a rubber band. The harder I pull, the harder I try to get away, I just fling right back. I’m still trying, though— never say never.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Maybe you’re trying too hard. I recommend just trying to have fun with it for a while. No attachments, just doing whatever feels good.” 

[avaroselocke-blog]

“God, you must be bored stiff. No wonder you’re bitter about this.”

“Oh, I’m a surgeon.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Wow. You must be really smart.” 

[ceciliarothsc]

“Options, smart.”

[bailey-reed-blog]

“Always options. How about you?” 

[avaroselocke-blog]

“Of course it is.”

“So are you working near by?

[bailey-reed-blog]

“No I’m between jobs. You?”