@justicepunished “castle—” her voice’s already hoarse, throat dry. dark eyes can barely focus on his figure, though she can tell exactly who’s standing there. “don’t be a dick … give me a hand.”
@justicepunished “yeah, more like a home.” her gaze follow his around the room, a soft smile curving plush lips. “just .. sit down. do you want a drink?”
@justicepunished “you better not.” it was almost visible how relaxed her posture got. jessica pursed her lips, hands on the back of the couch as she leans forward. “so you just decides to show up to annoy me?”
@justicepunished “it doesn’t mean you’re welcome to just walk in.” she stops behind the couch, nose wrinkling at the side of the pistol. “you know there’s no baby. but if you forget that here and my daughter come home and find it, i’ll fuck you up, frank.”
@justicepunished jessica has barely walked in the living room whe she saw him, eyes narrowing at the sight. “you just go around invading people’s houses now?”