And he would never refuse a lady.
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She’s never done anything like this before. She’d been sitting at the bar in her little black dress (everybody should have one, her mother says, the sun gleaming off her scalp), looking terribly out of place, and not feeling it. He walked in, smelling of abandon and motor oil, recklessness and wind.
He buys her
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He can’t resist the jab.
“He’s dead.”
The smile couldn’t have left his face faster if she had slapped it off.
My favourite lines along with the whole last part.
Thank you so much for writing and sharing!
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well, the setting is gold, your atmosphere is perfectly rendered; AND THAT FINALE IZZY
this is so so so well done girl I'll certainly make a post about it tonight (I've sworn off tumblr for the day)
it would be perfect even as a standalone but now i can't wait for you to publish the second part! (Why not on AO3? I could bookmark it there sigh)
More words about the fic tonight, I've got to go veeery quickly now :/
But honestly you should write more (and you've made me care about these two again? wow???)
love you, Ari (volchitza)
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I do want to write more but I've been very busy with my classes.
and you've made me care about these two again?
muwahahaha.
nah, I get it, ever since killian started having that commited relationship with linolium, i thought better to stay mostly away from that trainwreck (but this is an au, so i'm freeee)
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And I'm glad you like it, honey
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