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Trust McGeek to come up with a lame dare for the two of them, but he certainly enjoyed Kate’s reaction to the dare, and he shot her a huge smile.
“What do you want for dinner tonight, Katie?”

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meme here ;
16 - My muse will cook your muse dinner
Trust McGeek to come up with a lame dare for the two of them, but he certainly enjoyed Kate’s reaction to the dare, and he shot her a huge smile.
“What do you want for dinner tonight, Katie?”
katestodd
“well, shalom. can i help you?”
¬ a signature smirk; doe-like eyes locking onto kate todd - the coloring a collaboration of both of her parents’ deeply hypnotic brown hues; she has a curiosity about her as well as a bit of snarky charm. however, she still keeps politeness about her.
katestodd found the monster
fingers both thin and simultaneously capable of damage beyond any human's abilities toyed at the moonlight and daylight rings on her middle digits as the wearer walked.
ziva david, who found some sort of comfort in long walks throughout the city she was all in all forced to call her new home, found herself coming to an abrupt stop when she saw someone--someone she had never met, nor truly knew, but had seen photographs of. how ironic it was--the woman who had been
m u r d e r e d t e m p o r a r i l y as an experiment gazing upon someone sh e had never met though had heard stories of. ghosts, it seemed, were everywhere. in this city, however, she was not surprised. the name came off makeup-free lips as they parted.
"caitlin todd..."
it was nothing more than a breath, slightly accented with her descent. would she dare to approach her? she would. after all, she was technically dead--or rather, immortal. what did ziva have to lose?
——out. look at all you losers sleeping at your desks some protective detail you are, punks