@amcrist said: “Nobody fucks me like me.”
Harley loved New York, if only for the food trucks. Food trucks were rare in Gotham, probably mostly due to people like her, even though she’d never robbed one for the cash. Sometimes her stomach was just bigger than the contents of her wallet! She hummed contently, barely listening as she skated by his side, munching on sweet fries with a spicy aioli. If she were to be honest, Harley had barely been listening until he’d said -- Well, that. She blinked, gave him a sidelong look.
“Y’know I gotta ask if ya mean that literally, right?”











