you grimace at the photos ＆ push them back in his direction. you don't wanna see that shit. again. ‘ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺? ’ you sit up in your seat , tapping the heels of thigh high boots against the floor. ‘ 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘢 ＆ 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 ＆ 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. 𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘯 -- 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. ’ hands are cupped ＆ move outward from your face as a gesture , ‘ 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘯 , 𝘺𝘢 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸? ’ but the mere accusation of bestie turns your expression into something a lot meaner than before. ‘ 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘔𝘐𝘋𝘋𝘓𝘌 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴? 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱? 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘰. 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧. ’
eyes widen, chin tucking in slightly in both 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 and 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄. you didn't expect her to be so . . . BRASH. you swallow and take a deep breath. you're almost GRATEFUL grommet is not here with you. he can be CRITICAL of your approaches and he always make sure to show opposite BIAS. ❛ my apologies, miss arias. it was just a question to better under the situation at hand. seeing as though you were present during the attacks and your friend wasn't, it was necessary to ask the question. ❜ lips press into thin line, ❛ your friend is also an AVID fan of the films and crimes. there's a lot of circumstantial evidence pointing towards her so we just want to cover all our bases and catch this scumbag. ❜
