Glance 267

[venomouselle]

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[ntrlbrnkiller]

Dear Elle,

I'm flattered that I'm the only one who didn't get some fuckin' nickname. Really.

An' I've said it before but I'll say it again, I'm a natural born killer. No way around it. Workin' as a butcher carryin' fifty pounds o' meat back an' forth all day didn't hurt my strength any either.

-Mickey

P.S. I can't wait until this day is over so I can stop feeling compelled to put a proper damn greeting to everything I wanna say.

[venomouselle]

Mickey,

I don't know you well enough. Some shit is given. Some shit is earned.

Meatpacking and genes. Huh. Well. I've been told I'm a natural born killer and shit loads of training and satisfied customers would agree.

-Elle

P.S. So. Fucking. Tedious.

[ntrlbrnkiller]

Elle,

I don' need trainin'. An' I don' have customers. Jus' victims. I ain't a sell-out.

-Mickey

[venomouselle]

Mickey,

I killed who ever I chose to and happened to get paid along the way. I have no complaints or regrets. Not my fault you never thought of it. I got victims and I got cash.

And I never got caught.

-Elle

[shit_stings]

My Dearest Ms. Driver,

My money's on you, baby.

All My Loving,
Budd

[venomouselle]

Dummy,

Spare me the sugar.

That might be the smartest thing you've ever said. Might.

I still see you being an instigator. If you want us to have a nice walk around the block and all the broken bones with it because you miss me so fucking much I think I can make an exception and come after you. Seeing as you want to see a brawl.

Loathing,
Elle

[shit_stings]

Elle,

I'm pretty sure I could blow my nose, and you'd figure I was instigating. Look, sweetheart. The guy just talks a lot of shit, blows a lot of steam, and if he's pickin' a bad fight, I'm just curious to see what'll happen. Not that I can't guess.

Love,
Budd

[venomouselle]

Budd,

Damn right. You don't need to guess.

It sounds to me like he wants a fight. That or someone's trying to set him up.

Quit With the Love,
Elle

[bitingnightmare]

Dear Bitch of My Life,

It was a one time thing. Don't have a fucking cow.

Your Nightmare, Corinthian

[venomouselle]

Dear Eye Devouring Albino,

I didn't spend my hard earned money so that a bitch could trash you in the street and ruin a good time.

You sang, Cori. A lot.

Your Bitch,
Elle

[bitingnightmare]

Dear Bitch,

I didn't plan that shit. I wasn't even sober enough to post a memo.

No. My. Fault.

Not An Albino, Corinthian

[venomouselle]

Dear Nightmare-ish Fuckhead,

You didn't know she would come after your bitch ass?

Now it makes me look like a shitty friend for not taking you all the way home. The serenading was getting weird.

Nice to know you care. Even though it was absolutely gay.

Yours Aggressively,
Elle

[glock30]

Dear Elle,

What did I tell you about the snake thing?

What's the key chain?

-
Faye

[venomouselle]

Dear Bitch-At-Arms,

You say a lot of things.

Sure it is. And a push dagger.

Ha-ha,
Elle

[glock30]

Dear Annoying Nickname Maker,

I'm touched you've been listening.

Just what I've always wanted.

-
Faye

[venomouselle]

Dear Kill Joy,

Of course. That's what friends are for.

There's cake too. God.

-Elle

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[becomedemons]

Hello.

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[venomouselle]

Hello yourself.

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[becomedemons]

'Busy' is accurate.

All of my dealers have left the City and Lin is still worshipping a fucking plant.

You're not cursed, are you?

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[venomouselle]

And you've been running things all by your lonesome?

Nope. Not this time.