โYou want to start your own life, right? Put everything behind you. The Joker, Task Force X, all the other bullshit you had to endure. But... what I don't get... is why you left without telling me goodbye.โ
The front doors swung open and in came Rick Flag. Now normally this kind of bar wouldn't be in his top recommendations, but he wasn't exactly here for a drink.
His eyes scanned the room. He was looking for someone and it didn't take long to her.
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fights at Alibi. The Black Mask Club does have a killer dance floor thoughโฆ
Harley heads out the door, dressed to kill and seeking a drink or ten to mute the thoughts she canโt quiet on her own. Eventually, she finds herself comfortable on a barstool with a glass in her hand.
โIt took a lot to convince her to let me look for you and not her strike team.โ
He then took a drink from his glass before setting it down on the counter and turning to look at her.
โLook, I get it. I do.โ
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He was mediating when he heard it. Or at least, was trying. At first he he thought he might've heard things but then he noticed her just sitting there on his shoulder.
โ...You okay over there?โ
๐ค Bumble-Bee sits on [๐๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐]โs shoulder unannounced, catching her breath.
โHope you donโt mind, just need a small break.โ
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" i know what it means
to be called a ๐๐๐๐๐,
and i'll save everyone i can
from the same ๐ข๐ง๐๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ. "
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@AGoodBadGirlie โShut up and get over here already.โ
Instead of waiting for her to follow that order, Rick reached out to grab at her hand and pulled her toward him.
@AGoodBadGirlie โHarley...โ
He closed his eyes and shook his head once more. But when they reopened, a slight smirk formed.
โPunch is the last thing on my mind when you're around.โ