cristinavampgirlcalero:
𝙰𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸’𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢.
𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢𝚗’𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝.
“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚞𝚑?” 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍. “𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚘 𝙸 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.”
@locklyn-thehunter
“Well, it doesn’t sound great when you put it that way, does it?” Locklyn snorted. She liked to maintain a certain image, and the idea of being a drop-out wasn’t part of that image. Of course, to those that knew her story, drop-out fit perfectly in it. “Something came up. But that’s a get me really drunk on the 4th date kind of story.”
Locklyn considered for a moment, pursing her lips. She decided to drop the niceties for a second, but maintained the vaguely nice and approachable demeanor so as not to let on about it.
“Who are you, anyway? You new in town?”
