@bleachedrotten ✗ for a starter ✗
{✗} A dark brow cocked upwards as Selina took a bite of her Chinese food. “I’m not telling you who I’m D A T I N G, Harley. It’s none of your fuckin’ business.” She mused, scrunching her delicate nose up. Relatively quiet nights like these, or “Girl’s Nights” as the blonde typically referred to them, were rare. But Selina liked it that way. She didn’t have a lot of friends, nor did she really consider Pamela or Harley her F R I E N D S, but they had fun when they went out and busted up the T O W N.
But she certainly wasn’t going to tell her about B R U C E. No way. He had enough shit to worry about without Harley Quinn annoying the S H I T out of him.
“I don’t know why you want to know so bad anyway. I wouldn’t even call it D A T I N G.”
