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Now I'm sitting pretty in a hotel bar 💕
Closed-Sweet Niece
“Friends, really?!”
"Well, duh! Unless, of course, ya want me to just kill ya right here and right now?"
Closed RP
“Well get used to it.”
“Hmmm, something tells me that I can.” Jerome winks.
“Don’t make me punch you again.”
“Please do!”
She spits in his face, teeth clenched
"Ooh, that was great! Do it again!"
Closed-Bar Stories
It doesn't take much to get on Mickey Milkovich's nerves. Not much at all. So, when Mandy dragged him along to some great vacation, he wouldn't admit it, but he had high hopes. They ended up in some weird city called Gotham outside of New York City because they decided to book the hotel way too late. He found a bar and of course went inside to get rid of his frustrations. He's sitting at the bar, downing shot after shot and mostly trying to keep to himself. @plxntfriendly
Closed-Sweet Niece
She glares, smacking his wrist away when his hand goes towards her curls. “How’d you find me?”
“Ooh.” Jerome chuckles and skips around you. “I have my ways, doll.”
“Tell me, so I can prevent it from happening again.”
Jerome purrs. “You have an attitude, doll. I like it!”
“Piss off, ginger.”
"Cool it, blondie. We're all friends here. For now."
Closed RP
“Well get used to it.”
“Hmmm, something tells me that I can.” Jerome winks.
“Don’t make me punch you again.”
"Please do!"
Closed-Sweet Niece
She glares, smacking his wrist away when his hand goes towards her curls. “How’d you find me?”
“Ooh.” Jerome chuckles and skips around you. “I have my ways, doll.”
“Tell me, so I can prevent it from happening again.”
Jerome purrs. "You have an attitude, doll. I like it!"
Closed RP
“Well get used to it.”
"Hmmm, something tells me that I can." Jerome winks.
Closed-Sweet Niece
She glares, smacking his wrist away when his hand goes towards her curls. “How’d you find me?”
"Ooh." Jerome chuckles and skips around you. "I have my ways, doll."
Closed-Sweet Niece
"Hmmm! So? You're the one related to the Galavan's, huh?" Jerome grins wide, his voice taking on a menacing tone. "You have no idea just how long I've been looking for ya." He reaches out and tentatively grabs a blonde curl, twirling it around his finger as he cackles. "I wonder if people will know you're gone." @atwofacedbitch
"Tu loco hijo de puta!" (webringthelight)
“What?” Jerome cocks a brow. He doesn’t know other languages, so he is thoroughly confused. “What the hell did ya just say?”
“You keep talking, carrot top, and I will use this gun to put a bullet in your brain.”
Jerome chuckles. “Ya really think I’m scared of you and your empty threats? Please.”
She cocks her gun. She looks at it, aiming at his left ankle, then pulling the trigger.
Jerome isn’t so cocky anymore as he collapses to the ground. The bullet tears through his ankle causing him to cry out from the searing pain.
“Don’t underestimate the Latinos.”
Jerome grips his leg and looks up at you. "Fuck, okay. Now help me!"
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"Tu loco hijo de puta!" (webringthelight)
“What?” Jerome cocks a brow. He doesn’t know other languages, so he is thoroughly confused. “What the hell did ya just say?”
“You keep talking, carrot top, and I will use this gun to put a bullet in your brain.”
Jerome chuckles. “Ya really think I’m scared of you and your empty threats? Please.”
She cocks her gun. She looks at it, aiming at his left ankle, then pulling the trigger.
Jerome isn't so cocky anymore as he collapses to the ground. The bullet tears through his ankle causing him to cry out from the searing pain.
"Tu loco hijo de puta!" (webringthelight)
“What?” Jerome cocks a brow. He doesn’t know other languages, so he is thoroughly confused. “What the hell did ya just say?”
“You keep talking, carrot top, and I will use this gun to put a bullet in your brain.”
Jerome chuckles. "Ya really think I'm scared of you and your empty threats? Please."