@dollardeath : i trust that you will be on your best behavior tonight.
was he implying that she was ever anything but on her best behavior? the roll of her eyes into the car's vanity mirror that she has pulled down on her side could go missed if not for the way she clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth with an easy answer of ' ALWAYS AM. ' without looking at him, she pushes the vanity mirror back up and pulls leather jacket over her shoulders, ready and eager to head out.
it seems silly, the reminder to behave when there's a pack of matches in her pocket just aching to be used on something - anything outside of this fucking car. anything in this entire fucking town.
pausing just short of reaching for the passenger side door's handle, she seems to get an idea, hums thoughtfully as she leans in close. her eyes search his face, and a slow smile spreads across her lips, something flirty and - if one looked too closely - dangerous. ' but maybe i should ACT UP, huh? make you do something about it. what do you think? ' the smile has stretched into a grin, something that's impossible to contain, before she's pulling away from him all together without so much as a parting kiss and opening the door. interest has shifted already, it seems.
' come on, let's go fucking do something already. '
