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Letting out a sigh, Jensen looked at the other, knowing that her emotions were clear. She didn’t want them to leave but she knew better. She couldn’t beg them to stay with her. She licked her lips as her eyes met with the others. “I don’t like that look.” She said in a soft tone. “You’re not going to give me good news.” She muttered as she bit down on her bottom lip softly.

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She shifted the rocks in her hand, the ones that she had collected form the garden and had been lobing at the other’s window for a couple of minutes. She was trying to stay quiet, but it was hard with the buzz she had going on, and with the fact that said buzz was amplifying the emotions she had been dreading since they had begun to form. “Hey!” she called up, in a stage whisper, “do you wannt hang out? I’m pretty good at sneaking in through windows.”

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She’d been young when this started. It had been animals, then - whatever her grubby little eight year old hands could catch while her parents were doting on her brother and ignoring her. There had been birds, neighborhood cats, rats, bodies all buried behind the tree in her backyard. It had continued like that well into high school, gone from blood beneath her fingernails to papercuts littering her fingers as she read whatever she could on the topic of death, about human anatomy, about people with massive numbers of deaths under their belt. The fascination didn’t fade once she was in college as she’d almost hoped it would, though. She was nineteen the first time she put a knife through someone’s ribs, sloppy and uncoordinated and lucky that the air had rushed from his lung so quickly. Her heart had raced long past the point where she’d gotten home, and even after she’d scrubbed her hands clean, she’d been unable to forget the feel of blood spilling over her skin.

And that was how she’d come to stand outside a shitty motel more than three hours from home eight years later. She had someone bound, gagged, in that motel room, the pulse of some song she wasn’t even sure she knew all that would have covered the sound when she ducked out to the store for a few essentials. “You block everybody’s door, or am I just lucky?”

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It felt like something right out of a book and really, Markie wasn’t one to do this sort of thing. Kissing random strangers was definitely out of her element but when he pulled her out of traffic in the slick rain, he feels so warm against her shivering frame and a hand on her back felt strong, ready to catch her again.

His words didn’t seem to reach her when he asked her is he was alright as she’s busy looking at the handsome stranger and wondering what his lips taste like in the rain. So she did, hands on his neck as warm and cold clashes between them.

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❝Uhmm                 EXCUSE YOU? What do you think you’re DOING?❞ 

Eva’s voice is almost shrill as she approaches the STRANGER from behind, and heels click rapidly upon the pavement. Now, NORMALLY the sight before her wasn’t an unusual one, as this WAS New York after all, but the blonde decided to actually vocalize about it this time around.

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                     “ uh, i ‘unno what you thought was about to happen, but i’m not even remotely drunk enough right now for this. ”

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"You know, if you really want to start fighting with me then you can just drop me off back at my apartment because I am not in the mood to deal with that.” Octavia stated as she turned towards the driver. She knew that it wasn’t their fault, but she also knew that it wasn’t all her fault. She pursed her lips as she leaned back against the seat. “Where are you even taking me?” She asked in a more calm tone.

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As a fit of giggles escaped Zoe’s lips, she couldn’t help but shake her head at the other. “You’re insane.” She stated as she turned her head to look at them. “You know that I can’t just move. I mean, move into your place, yes. But I mean, I finally am the attending trauma surgeon. I mean, I worked my ass off to get it and people would love to see me leave but I want to prove them wrong.” She said as she let out a long sigh. “I mean, if you want, then I guess I’ll look for other jobs.”