Mar 11, 2016
"I don't wanna be the girl to be swept off her feet. I want to be the girl that sweeps you off your feet."
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"I don't wanna be the girl to be swept off her feet. I want to be the girl that sweeps you off your feet."
He was in one of those sad moods again. The brunet soundlessly wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, burying his face in her neck.
Ren didn’t hear him approach. Thankfuck it was just for a hug this time. Sheplaced her hand on his forearm as itslid around her, turning her head sheburied her nose in his hair. “If you want to try and talk about it, we can. But if not, we can stay like this.”The words were whispered against histemple as she placed a small kiss there,letting him drape himself over hershoulders.
“There’s still blood in the fucking carpet”
“Well that’s what you get for killing them on the carpet? Like, seriously? You couldn’t take them into the bathroom, or outside?“Ren was exhausted, having a serial killer for aboyfriend was a fucking pain sometimes, and thiswas one of those times. She was having to cleanthe carpet for a third fucking time tonight. Theman’s stupid blood wouldn’t come out.
[@hootsandspikes] [plotted starter]
How did this happen? What just happened? Why do my hands hurt? Oh, that’s right..... I got in a fight. Ren was stumbling out of the alleyway with men groaning behind her. She was covered in blood and everything ached. Her knuckles, her face, everything. Why did getting into fights hurt so much. Why did they have to fight her? It was such a pain. Not long after she managed to walk in a straight line, without stumbling, she found herself bumping into a taller male figure. Her body instantly tensed and her fists clenched a little. Gaze slowly lifting up, her head had to lift a considerable amount, which caused her to tear up. She was already too tired, if he fought her... “...” Silence. Ren didn’t speak as she looked up, her hair was lopsided, one pig-tail torn down, and her fists and face covered in bloodied cuts. Her eyes drifted closed as they lifted with tears, trying to shut them down. her eyes closed tightly and her head fell downward. With tears brimming her eyes, she spoke only one word.
“Please.”
[ @yinzu liked for a teeny weeny starter.]
“You gonna eat that?”
[@rinabow liked for a teeny weeny starter]
“Give that man his wallet back..!”