#ava:starter

[ofviolentdeath]

“The fact is I could literally tear your heart out with my bare hands. Be happy I prefer to just hit you with a wooden spoon...or frying pan.”

[ofviolentdeath]

“Listen, kid, I’ve got about 3 cases to go over, a serial killer to deal with, and dinner with my oldest daughter today. Can you just make this fast?”

[ofviolentdeath]

“I’m just tired, okay?”

[ghovly-archive-blog]

“hey, you!” ava shouted angrily, trudging towards the inconsiderate person. “you just bumped my car, and i watched you do it. look, now there’s a dent in my door. you're paying for that, you know.” 

[ghovly-archive-blog]

Ava’s cheeks turned red as she noticed a few servers approaching her table with a flaming cupcake and a large drum. What else did she expect going out to dinner with her best friend on her birthday? “Oh, god,” she exclaimed and threw her hands in the air. “I’m officially embarrassed, but thank you.” 

[ofviolentdeath]

“Do you truly not recognize me?  Oh, I’m hurt.”

[ghovly-archive-blog]

It was rare for Ava to take the bus, but she was just going to the local library that day and didn't have much gas left in her car. It was dark on the way home and the bus was so comfortably warm; the two combined must've made her fall asleep. That is until she was awoken by a stranger. "--Huh, what?" 

[ofviolentdeath]

"Yeeeeah, I'm not playing that game."