#damecrime

[forgries]

❝   you are the  face  of this operation.  you need to get a  grip.  this is embarrassing.   ❞

@damecrime​

[gentsleuth-arch]

[forgries]

❝    this isn’t  funny.   ❞   there’s gravity to his voice,  for one rare occasion losing all of its   charming nonchalance,  much like his features.   she has finally told a joke he will not  laugh  at.   diego looks down at the photo she has  gifted  him with,  feeling the unfamiliar fire of anger ignite in him.    ❝   if this is still part of your little  lesson,  you better cut it out now,  elle.  ❞  

@damecrime​    ›    sc.

[gentsleuth-arch]

❝   i thought you might pick that.   ❞    the clerk declares with pride,   a smile  stripped of arrogance  emerging on a face that somehow appears much  younger  than its years.   ❝   i’m quite good at that,  y’know   –    guessing what a costumer might get before they do.  bit of a  sixth sense,  you could say.  ❞    laughter only threatens his lips,  but doesn’t spill from them.  the delight over something  so small  is obnoxiously clear.   his eyes flicker to the volume in her hands   –   MORIARTY  by anthony horowitz.  the irony,  of course,  escapes him completely.   ❝  ’s a good one,  believe you me.  couldn’t put it down when i got it myself.   ❞    

@damecrime​   ›   suffer.