โง. โโ โ โ ๐ฆ๐ธ , โ ๐ฉ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ .โ โ โ a problem child ; โ smarter than she thinks. โ part of the swim team.โ plays tennis. โ a sporty stoner with a skateboard.
what's one more scar for the count, really ?
( still, she snorts at the enthusiasm. hallie takes the bottle and the tissue, pouring water to wash away any dirt and, with a pained hiss, presses the tissue against the scrape. )
ah, fucker - ! ow.
Better go the extra mile now than have a scab that leaves a scar!
(He hands her the water, then soaks up a tissue from the pack in his backpack with disinfectant.)
Bacteria-k*lling time!
yeah. we can. gladly.
( her gaze flits between bianca's eyes and that grin of hers, and hallie is glad to get a taste of it. she meets her halfway, lips slotting against hers easily, curved up in a smile. )
they're one in a million there. but . . .
( reaching out, placing a hand on her cheek, she grins, eyes sparkling. )
we can forget about that for now.
( and she's leaning forward. )
there's the other thing โฆ men so rarely ask. they simply assume.
( a faint smile tugs at her lips, head inclined slightly to the side as she regards her. )
you have permission. ~