“you brother doesn’t think he likes me. he’s so wrong, but he’s determined not to think he likes me.”
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“you brother doesn’t think he likes me. he’s so wrong, but he’s determined not to think he likes me.”
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“stop looking at my boobs!” not that she thinks the other is going to listen, not really. clarke learned early on just how damn stubborn they were. lips pinch, glancing up from the sketchbook that she’s been doodling in for the last hour. “don’t you have something better to do, rather than watching me like some creep?”
“Have you ever been knocked out by a pregnant chick because I am really this close.” Lou tells, hands gripped into fists as she becomes more frustrated. “I am so tired of being treated like I’m some fragile thing. I am not going to break so let me do more before I freak out. I’m sure you think you’re being nice but I don’t want your help!”
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Alona wasn’t much of a party girl, but sometimes after work she liked to go out for a drink and some chicken tenders, both of which she could get at Ton DC, the local cop bar her brother frequented with his coworkers. Everyone there knew her and it was a very friendly environment. Tonight though-- it was packed and she had to scan for any open seats, finally though she found a familiar face in her brother’s old partner and made her way over to the brunette “Now what’s a nice girl like you, doing in a bar like this?" The blonde teased as she slid into the booth across the table from her, she had liked Lexa-- she knew Asher would have stayed on as her partner if he hadn’t gotten transferred to narcotics.
“Mind if I join you?” She asked, already sliding off her coat to reveal the DCPD t-shirt and leggings she wore under it, a gift from Asher, though she had cut it a little and fixed it so it was a v-neck and her last name was across the back. Say what you will about the department, but they had hella soft t-shirts.
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“I swear to god Jughead, I will make you walk home if you don’t shut up.”
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“ Hey ‒ — have I told you lately that you’re an idiot ? ”
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Felicity had been working on a case when some rogue entered the scene and messed with one of their new cases. Feeling royally ticked off, she tracked down the interfering man to some weird-looking van. She decided to venture out, this time with a taser (she wasn’t making the same mistake twice), and went up to the van and knocked. “Excuse me?”
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❝Holy shit.❞ Nick wrapped his arms around Alicia and pulled her close to him. It crossed his mind that she would be angry with him, but he was too relieved that she was in front of him to care. She had always been strong so he wasn’t completely surprised that she had been able to make it. And she always called him on his bullshit too, which was why he figured she would be angry. But that stunt he had pulled -- he hadn’t meant for it to go that way. ❝You're okay.❞