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โ older lishman sibling, former marine, black sheep of the family.
โ an OC crafted for the Shameless verse.
โ this account is not suitable for minors, and will include adult themes.โ
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โI do my best, I do my best.โ
Sly wink, as he saw her blushing like a tomato; was it that noticeable? it was, it was definitely notable.
He would offer her a spare sandwich from his bag, with a little smile.
โHungry?โ
โ ๐renโt you a gentleman? โ
๐ houlders relaxing as her eyes meet his, another small sigh leaving her lips ; cheeks warming up and showing off a reddened tint.
๐ently squeezing his hand in return, feeling his thumb grazing along the top.
โYouโre fine, for you? I can make an exception.โ
With a reassuring nod, as he would take another bite off his sandwich; as he narrowed his optics to her.
Giving her hand a slight squeeze, grazing his thumb over the top.
โ ๐ can . . . go, if โ you want some space. โ
๐ingers fiddling, a short sense of nervousness settling in ; keeping her eyes on the lit flame, then back over his way.
โyeah, Iโm not too good with people.โ
A snicker, as he would take out a pastrami sandwich that he had saved โ taking a bite, looking around idly.
๐ ettling down beside him, a small sigh leaves her lips as her hand retreats from his shoulder โ a welcoming smile on her face as she gazes at the fire.
โ ๐ฉey yourself, handsome. sitting here all alone? โ
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Opening his eyes for a second, as he turned to face her โ while he made room for her to accompany him by the fire.
โHey, gorgeous.โ
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๐ slow walk up to the man, gentle hand on his shoulder as she holds a tentative expression โ chewing down on her lower lip.
โ ๐ฉey, itโs me. โ