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kalixscott:

“My disrespectful ass family didn’t take all this home cooked food home…ridiculous. I’ve got a four year old who knows how to use the fridge so…you’re taking this. It’s a bunch of cookies and cake and shit.” Kali handed it to the first person who caught her eye, sliding a big foiled wrapped plate of food over the counter as she stood on the other side of the bar, as one of her bartenders served other patrons at the club. “You’re not allowed to say no I already packed you a plate. Merry Easter.”

“You tryna make me fat? Girl, my son will put all this away in five minutes, and you know I’m too tired to cook most nights so happy Easter to him. He’s too old to give toys and candy so this will suit him just fine. I’m sure once him and his friends come over to play games he’ll be asking for the rest of it.”

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harrycopper:

The onslaught of words was enough to shock Harry out of his own response —- something that didn’t happen very often, and so he was taken aback by that, as well. But it took him only a second to regain his thoughts, and his voice took on a more serious tone than previously. “I do apologize. I didn’t mean to… what did you call it? ‘Get my swirl on’? I’m not even sure what that means, so nothing like that.” He sniffed dryly, glancing at the bag before back up at its owner. “Sorry again. 'Love’ just kind of slips out sometimes. My dad used it more than names, most days.”

Robin actually snorted while trying to hold back a laugh as he echoed her words. Something about they way he spoke -- maybe his accent made her crack up as he used slang. “ Look, sir, calm down, okay. No harm, no foul. “She chuckled. He might have a heart attack from the worry if she gave him any more lip, so she very uncharacteristically decided to cut the man some slack. shaking her head, her hand finally grasped her wallet, producing it for the man to see. “Look, I found it. No need to worry anymore about who’s paying. We’re in a messed up economy and I gotta pay for my stuff just like everybody else. I don’t expect a free doughnut because I’m a cop.”

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richardxpierce:

“see, for someone who doesn’t have much to say you’re lips sure can’t help but move faster than ninety miles per.” the sarcasm was practically illuminating off of the brawny male, and yet nothing could shake that stone faced expression of his. “so are you going to tell me what you really want or are we going to play this tit for tat thing?”

”And for someone who’s running his damn mouth so much, you aren’t saying much either.” Sweet talk and idle chat didn't work on everybody, she knew this, but Robin didn’t have a problem playing tough cop either. “Look, I want information, you might have information, so the sooner you answer my questions, the sooner you can get going. How’s that for tit for tat?”

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seekingxjade:

❝ I can’t switch it off, you know that… Besides, tell me he doesn’t look a little off to you ❞

“I think he’s young, might own a hoodie and probably listens to Lil’ Wayne , but that doesn’t make him sketchy. I think you just can’t put the job down even to relax and have a nice lunch. Even if he is doing something, we can’t just question him for no reason, and again, we’re supposed to be having a nice lunch with no work, no husband, no kids, just a nice lunch. So eyes off the dude and back on the menu, cause I will order without you.”

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bethanyking:

Stepping back to let the woman in front, Bethany this time forced her eyes up to the menu even if she knew everything there, looking at it somehow always made a light bulb go off in her head and she picked what she wanted that way. Glancing back over at Robin when she spoke again, she nodded slowly at the question, putting a smile on her face. “Bethany King. Do you know my mother? Or just of her?”

“A little bit of both.” She said with a smile/ Her answer was ambiguous, but Robin wasn’t going to set herself up to get caught in a lie. Sure as a police officer she had rubbed elbows with the woman, but the Mayor wasn’t exactly her bestie. Still, Robin had always been a little wary of a few of Claremont’s prominent families, and though she couldn’t prove it, she had a feeling the Mayor knew what was going on more than she let on. While she was sure her daughter -- if she knew anything -- wouldn’t spill the beans to a stranger , let alone one who was a cop, but Robin was still playing friendly. “Must be hard, huh? Having a mom who runs the whole city... You probably have people bugging you like this all the time trying to get close to her, huh/” She laughed, gesturing between them.

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bethanyking:

 Standing in line at the local coffee shop, Bethany’s attention was placed firmly on the phone in her hand, instead of what was happening around her. The feedback from her latest essay was supposed to be emailed at any minute, and that had put her on edge. Frantically just refreshing her emails waiting for the notification to appear, she froze when she realized she’d somehow made it to the front of the line and still hadn’t made up her mind about what she wanted. Turning to the person behind her, she offered them the most polite smile she had. “Do you want to go first?”

The younger woman’s eyes glued to her phone was nothing new or surprising for Robin. She knew young people went to the bathroom with their phones glued to their hands, so she noted it, but didn’t get bothered by it. It was only as the girl reached the front and stood frozen for a moment that Robin gave her a questioning look before she spoke. “Sure. Thanks. Black coffee, please.” She said to the barista as she stepped out in front and reached for her wallet. Glancing back at the girl, Robin did a double take when she got a good look at the younger woman’s face. “Don’t I know you? Aren’t you the Mayor’s daughter?

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clara-carter:

“it’s how i got the good ol’ nickname, girl interrupted. i mean c’mon i always have a whole lot of shit to say that’s pretty much open to interpretation. a load of crap or a load of truth, you choose. besides, you’re not doing nearly enough talking.“

“You know your ass got that nickname because they tried to lock your ass up in an asylum one too many times. They probably caught you drunk and saying all that crazy nonsense and though you lost your damn mind. Don’t try to save it or put it on me.”

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harrycopper:

“Just because I own the place doesn’t mean I’m giving you free coffee, love.”

“Look, love, I was just making conversation, This is a deep bag and I can’t find my wallet, but I fully plan on paying for my own coffee. I had no idea you owned this place and even if I did, I’m not about that gold digger life. And if this is you tryin’ to get your swirl on, thanks, but no thanks.”

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seekingxjade:

“Can that guy look any more sketchy?”

“Girl, you say that about every other person who passed by.  This is our break time, can’t you relax a little bit and enjoy this rare moment?”

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clara-carter:

“ in the end it’s all about perception right? who you are—who people think you are? someone is always going to assume they know you, like they’ve got you all figured out. and hey, maybe they do. but i refuse to believe people are as transparent as they portray themselves to be. no ones ever that one sided. ”

“Is there a reason you always get so philosophical when you’ve had a few glasses of wine?” Robin chuckled. “And all this time I thought weed was what brought about a thinker’s questions. Unless you slipped something in there when I wasn’t looking?/”