Jan 26, 2020
@ncvastar
manny sauntered into letum skate with a devious smile the size of oklahoma and an outfit that’d make many women swoon. torn-up jeans, leather jacket, stubble on his cheeks. he seemed dangerous and scandalous and that was just how he liked it. why not scare the little children?
he leaned one arm on the cashier’s desk and met her eyes, warm and glimmering. “afternoon, nova. i heard you were asking for me.” more specifically, asking for some of his product. but those were minor details.
