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[brvisedmorality]

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The thing about living in what most people would call the dark, was that it made it so much easier to recognize the light. Not all of them seemed to appreciate it the way he did, but that was all personal preference. Maybe it was because he didn’t pride himself on evil, but instead understood it was just another tool. Regardless, sitting next to them at yet another house party brought the unexpected turn up of lips, a smile that was almost lopsided but beautiful in the way it seemed to really compliment joy. “Yo, Didn’t I see you here last time?” Asked before an exhale, smoke purposely steered to the side opposite them, ever a gentleman, before leaning forward to ash the blunt. “Aren’t you James friend or somethin’?”

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@traviesarps​​

If he was going to have an Achilles heel, he could only hope it was as pleasant as having her. It wasn’t like Gracie was a possession, but that was the beauty in it right. Wild and reckless when the time called for it, but also about that business when it didn’t. Together, they’d defined every fantasy ever had about a power couple, pairing christened by kilos of cocaine and shotgun shells. The problem was, nobody was going to know what his weakness was, not if he could help it. The last thing he would do is give her more points on her head. But, that didn’t stop him from showing up that night, when he knew she’d been trying to downplay how bad it’s gotten. Thankfully he had, because there was now blood on his hands, casually wiping it on clothes that would later burn. “Yeah, this how you runnin shit over here now? First ones on the house, seconds in a body bag? Damn.” He sucked his teeth, head shaking as he shot her a look that said a hell of a lot more than what seemed like the jest coming from his words.