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the hits he’d taken before taking the portkey had been a little too strong, so he slid the sunglasses over his eyes despite the black night sky above them. he quickly took them off, looking down at them quizzically, “why do i have rhys’ sunglasses?” shrugging, he put them back on, “the sun never sets on a badass like me.” he said to the person next to him—-not that they asked.
"you know,” she started, hazy eyes watching as he slid the glasses back on before she’d stepped in front of him, leaning forward to check her lipstick in the mirrored frames. “actual badasses don’t claim they are badasses.-- you do make a good compact though.” rory smiled, running her finger along her lower lip to remove the ‘invisible’ smudge of red. “but who’s rhys? is he hot?”
