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[violintutor]

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[maccreedy]

‘   right, well ... when you actually lay your hands on some CAPS, just give me a shout.    ‘      /          @fine-tuner         ♡’d.

[mentatsghcul-blog]

              “GOT  a thing for   big guns,   huh?  I CAN RELATE.  You,  uh,  ever actually  FIRE  one before?”   //  @fine-tuner  liked for a starter.

[quinnthewolfe-archived-blog]

👗 O:

   “I’m thinking blocks of color, but what do i know about fashion?” jack diddly when it doesn't involve leather.

[maccreedy]

@fine-tuner

She gave him a very disgusted look that dissipated with his adjoining comment.   Moving on…    “I make the rules because I’m always right!” she nodded her head at him matter-of-factly…       “It’s coz I’m so mature.” …and stuck out her tongue.

Instead of actually helping him search (and jeopardizing her cut), she let her gun fall to her side and looked up at all the very distracting stained glass windows and vaulted ceilings.

“Who stashes guns in a church anyway?” She asked absentmindedly and spun around on her heels, still staring straight up. “Ain’t that like… A deadly sin? Thou shalt not put killing-people-thingies in Houses Of God? That sounds right, doesn’t it?”

   a protruding tongue is caught within his periphery. “right,” he replies, voice dripping with sarcasm. how his wall of restraint slowly chips away the longer he tags along with his new partner. it’s not even been half a day since they were assigned the job & his patience was being tested --- not the worst thing that could happen, she’s just fortunate their PAY hinders his tolerance from shattering completely. 

   torso hunches over a file cabinet -- one of the countless scattered in the buildings of the commonwealth. a hand sifts through stray items, a toy bear, an antique globe, but no gun. he straightens himself up, pushes in the drawer with his knee, then turns back to bobbie who finds the time to unprofessionally pirouette.  

 “whoever stashes guns here never really listed sins at the top of their worries.          you gonna help me look or not?”