"Ah, there's the water works, I would feel bad...If I wasn't already done with the tricks, I will let you figure this out yourself...but, as I know your place, I will allow you to meet me in my room if you would like to talk."
He simply turned around...and just left...or well, went upstairs lol
She slunk into the room about an hour later, mascara stains running down her face and hair disheveled. She looked up at him with the most determined look...
She leaned back against the wall, pulling out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter with shaking hands. She opened the window and leaned on the ledge, pulling out a cig between her teeth
"....So, you finally came up here...and even accepted my request...I would say it's lovely...But at the moment I am literally unable to fucking think of anything but bad things...also...could you perhaps slap me? I will say why after-"
