Ok sappy time yay :))) happy teensy and her big ol cuddly darling. His whimsical darling. Smooch
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Ok sappy time yay :))) happy teensy and her big ol cuddly darling. His whimsical darling. Smooch
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I miss winter already
she’s in gay love with you bro
she doesn't smoke — at least, she never did before she met him, but he always offers her a hit when they're together, and it would be rude to say no, right? at first she accepted because she didn't want him to think she was lame; now it's just another bad habit of his that's rubbed off on her. " the truth has power because it’s the truth. " the past twenty minutes have been the same routine: shuffle her tarot deck, pick a card, grimace, put it back, repeat. " and because it’s the truth, that makes it just. "
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Concrete dreams lit up in LED and neon lights selling a future at an eddie's worth, an arm and a leg, a contractual clause that reeks of lives taken and manufactured in corporations that run Night City. Impassive, he's grown used to the foretelling of a future already promised, even the ones pulled by chance of a card with hopes and dreams projected into its cryptic omens. Tara pulls the same cards, Johnny pulls another inhale of his cigarette; it burns bitter, and the taste of CH002 lingers like a bad habit but one that's more reliable than what gonk nonsense she was saying to him. Lips purse, " y'gonna pick the same card over and over again? " Maybe she wasn't, he wasn't paying enough attention to glean meanings to the divination; they were just cards. " Or is the deck supposed to magically stop sucking if you shuffle hard enough? "
Johnny flicks ash into a tray, his gaze lingering on her. He's half tempted to turn on his own music, make her find some meaning in lyrics made in a more honest expression. " F'you're looking for answers in a stack of cards, you're asking the wrong questions. But hey, everyone’s gotta have their vices." He raises his cigarette in a mock toast, grinning. "Guess I’m yours."
Credit: Elle Lookbook
an oldie but goodie
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