max. nice to meet you, nancy.
(he smiles, tilting his head at her.)
journalism, eh? i was an english major too. iโm a screenwriter now. seems we have quite a bit in common..
โjournalism, ultimately. i started as an english major but sort of honed in,โ she shrugs with a small smile. plucking the cigarette between her fingers.
โiโm nancy, by the way.โ
i donโt know, i havenโt quite put my finger on it. i guess part of me is wondering why youโre still here.
(checking his watch, then looking back at dom.)
itโs one in the morning. iโve got beauty sleep to get..
โYeah? What is it?โ
(He questions with a teasing sort of smile, pressing a kiss to the top of the catโs head and brushing his fingers down its spine.)
(noticing the change in demeanour. itโs sweet, and dom seems to like binx, and vice versa.)
he doesnโt usually like strangers. just me. thatโs odd. but, i do have to admit, thereโs something about you that i like, nic.
It will be.
(Domโs tough visage melts away at the sight of the cat, cooing softly and scratching behind the felineโs ears as he grins.)
Arenโt you the cutest little cat Iโve ever seen..
โwellโฆ the semesterโs over but that means applying for internships and working moreโฆโ
her words mumble around the stick as she takes another drag and lets the cloud of smoke fall out.