cont. from here | Sloane Blackwood & Danny Álvaro Leung Danny Johnson of @I-ethiferous
Sloane didn't bother asking Danny if she could sit on his desk; she simply decided that she was going to. Crossing one leg over the other, she leaned back on her palms as he began scarfing down the food like a starving man. There was a slight giggle that escaped her lips as she ran her digits through her white hair strands.
❝ Oh, you know it's going to take a lot more than pest control to get a hold of me, let alone get rid of me. Practically invincible, yknow. ❞ Sloane replied to his statement about being gone for so long.
As Danny continued to eat, she looked around the office space and did take note that everyone was gone. And by his statement alone, he knew her very well. Finally decided to hop off the desk, she pulled up a coworker's empty seat and sunk into it and let her legs stretch out.
❝ You know me so well, Danny boy~ ❞ Her voice came out in a purr as she reached out to gently pat his head as a: Hooray, you guessed correctly! ❝ You already know I can not stand half of the fuckers here, mainly that one jackass who always checks out my ass every god damn chance he gets. ❞
The mere idea of the Brody, or Chad fucker made her eyes roll as she reached out to take a slice of pizza.
❝ Well, there is that one mousey girl in HR who seems nice, but something tells me she likes to watch, so I kinda keep my distance. ❞ As Sloane rambled on, she finally perked up again and stood up from her seat. ❝ Oh! Off topic, I got you a gift! ❞ Walking in front of Danny's desk, she leaned down and pulled up a small gift bag. Inside the gift bag was a pair of decorative knives that she acquired (stole from a victim) before coming back to the office.
❝ A lil ole something for my partner in crime. ❞ She smiled brightly as her demonic fangs were visible. That was the one perk about being around Danny, she could freely be herself, demonic features and all.
