“I'd let them free for that too. Running a stoplight, stealing food, cars and who knows what else.” Crossing her arms in front of her chest with a smile. “You will never know.”
He nods firmly in agreement. “Marijuana, I’d always let them free. The sentences for that are fucking crazy.” His eyes flit over Lennon before narrowing. “But something tells me you meant the violent crimes.”
@WWWDeadpoolX “Nice me? Not always” everyone knew that she wasn't. Guess he will find out one day. “Cute? Nah I'm hot get that one right.”
“No need to cause my bodyguards will move you or I can.” Smiling a bit.
“Don't let me being short fool you.”
He breathes in and squints at the sun’s rays … “Yeah, probably not. I play the part sometimes, just t’ fuck with the other jailbirds. It’s kind of funny.”
Her eyes flick up watching him about to leave.
“You could stay if you wanted. If you insist on leaving then see ya soon maybe?” She did enjoy his company though she wasn't going to try and make him stay if he wanted to go.
One hand lifted bawling up and bumps his fist to seal the deal now he can't break the promise.
The weather was changing it was difficult dealing with what she was sometimes. --
Her laughter makes him laugh, even if he doesn’t understand what caused it. It’s a pleasant sound.
“I’ve got you,” he says easily, extending his fist to finalize the deal.
His eyes drift to the rapidly changing tides before noticing how the clouds shift in tandem. —
Being a siren and a certain kind of fairy you never knew at times what would happen. Both had a hand in why the water and weather were changing rapidly. --