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“fair amount, yeah,” he admits, cheeky smirk plastered across his face. “’course, you’re one of the few who won’t drive home after the fact. good, little citizen, aren’t you?” following the rules has never been his personal style, but it can be amusing to see it in others. a little ( or rather, a lot ) alcohol had never stopped him from driving home, even on the motorcycle. still… he can heal in the event of an accident. not everyone can. “hey, i pride myself on being the least predictable bastard in this city,” he jokes, fangs displayed in a grin. “but i s’pose we’ve all got our habits, don’t we?” a pause. “guessing this isn’t your usual, then?”
“i have to uphold the law, you know?” there was always a moral duty to uphold with her profession, that’s always how vera had interpreted it. her attention to detail is off in this moment but it’s amusement for the woman. “i’m a model citizen.” the laugh that follows signifies that’s not entirely true. she doesn’t want to admit that she’s make so many mistakes when it came to family and she may have single-handidly ruined it. “no.” she shook her head. “this is far from my usual but i don’t see anything wrong with it.” she shuffled in closer. “how unpredictable are you? should i be worried?” it was all in jest as a soft laugh followed. “because if i should be, i think i’m okay with it, for now.” se was eing really irresponsible and if her daughter ever found out she would no doubt be mortified by her behavior.















