You kinda remind me of Tracer—you both have that certain spark, you know?
*cries*
t-thank you
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You kinda remind me of Tracer—you both have that certain spark, you know?
*cries*
t-thank you
Hazards of The Job
@artmunz
It had been a rather long day. Joker had kept Kayleigh very busy, speaking with local gang leaders trying to become bigger than they should, treading on his teritory. Beneath the purple scarf she wore around her neck was a bruise in the shape of a hand. Proof that he had once again grown cross with her and punished her as he saw fit. Thinking it was hidden well enough, the brunette British woman stepped into the apartment she shared with Rorschach and their ward, kicking her shoes off at the door.
“I’m home!” She called out, lighting a smoke as she shed her coat, keeping the silk scarf on to hide the marks.
Don't bother even answering nasty anons like that. And be sure to block them (which is an option if you click the option button in your ask) and remember that this person (and yes those anons are all the same person, its easy to tell from the writing pattern) may very well be just a child with low self esteem that cannot even use proper grammar for their curses and insults in their sentences. Your writing is wonderful and you are one of the kindest people I met on this cite. Remember that :)
Thank you art mun. That means the world to me.
RENI HALP MY CHILDHOOD IS DRAGGING ME BY THE ANKLES
WAHT’S HAPPENING????