music lulls, tight black dress hugs against feminine curvature as surveying attention monitors. tip off, the winchester would surely be coming through that door at any point. sent back, the hound’s only objective was to get the man to where he was today. guide him ( in a way ) chasing him down the path of a damned. mocha hues darken over glass as door chimes welcoming a young man. full of youth, he was surely her master’s following footsteps. part of her finds pride ( unspoken devotion ) it hinders as fingertips wrap against glassware. heel falls gently click as she follows, blonde stepping her path quickly shoved toward the side behind the man’s back. angered protest teeters a young predatorily woman away from ( her ) winchester. sliding gently beside him, arm rests against the countertop and warming smile pulls against plush lips.
❝ ‘s a nice guy like you doin’ in a place like this? ❞
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