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the noise that emitted from the back of his throat was a pause of a hum in understanding, ⠀
“ gonna’ get me to sign my life away this early in the bloody mornin’? can’t say ’m surprised. ”
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a sheer look of disbelief hid behind the presence of the skull, ⠀unable to prevent the tapping of his index and middle finger at his own arm as a form of grounding.
“ lookin’ tired to me, ⠀
⠀ . . . but what’d i know? ”
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bloody nights off, ⠀they’ll always be the death of him. racing circles in his own mind with the side of too many voices and plenty of them in his own skull, ⠀it wasn’t like he’d class it in a form of agony but it ─
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─ instead of the repeated questions of if he had been taking proper care of himself or not. his focus did linger a little too long on the glass in front of him, ⠀though, ⠀ causing the presence of another at his side to alert him by the scent instead ─
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─ for the next hour 𖤠 ⠀i can smell the bullshite steamin’ off’aya. ” dark irises slowly lingered down onto the blade that laid still upon the pavement beside his combat boot, ⠀his large frame carefully bending to pick it up with a flick of his wrist.
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his eyes narrowed within the deep sockets of his mask at her attempt at diverting the situation she put herself in causing his brows to knit together.
was it really that easy to tell the truth or was she pulling his leg the second he caught her ─
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“Though I wasn’t th𝚛𝚛𝚛eatening you. How could you possibly think that? I just 𝓌anted to say ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑜.”
Her smile widened just a little.
“Do I 𝚛𝚛𝚛eally have to bring flo𝓌ers every time now?”
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─ to simmer into his bloodstream.
not the biggest fan of holding onto someone he had less than no interest in dealing with in the middle of a mission.
“ you gonna tell the truth or are we plannin’ on circlin’ ‘round it playin’ funny buggers ─
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