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โ € โ € โ € โ € โ €a ๐’ƒ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐“นอŸ๐’‚อŸ๐’“อŸ๐’•อŸ๐’šอŸ?โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โœŽ โˆฟ โ €๐™ค๐™ ๐’Ž๐’š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™™ .แŸ โ €

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โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐ƒ๐Ž๐”๐๐‹๐„ , ๐ƒ๐Ž๐”๐๐‹๐„ โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €๐“๐Ž๐ˆ๐‹ && ๐“๐‘๐Ž๐”๐๐‹๐„ โ™ฑ โ €โ €โ €

all sins are attempts to fill voids.



Releasing her wrist after a moment, he keeps a light grasp on her hand instead, studying her face intently. She didnโ€™t seem as though she had any true bad intentions, yet it was possible he could be wrong with that, as well. โ€œ Why do you carry that around, anyway? โ€œ

โ € โ € she couldn't help the breath of relief that rushed past her lips when he caught the knife , brown eyes locked onto his gaze as she dropped the knife . โ€œ good , wouldn't want you to get hurt . โ€ she didn't try and pull away at all . โ € โ €



Hi ๐Ÿ˜Š

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YES YES YES YES.

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Thereโ€™s a small look of contemplation before heโ€™s nodding his head, smile remaining perched on his lips as he gives another once-over. โ€œ Yeah, actually. My job pretty much requires that, but I like it. Wouldnโ€™t trade it. โ€œ

tongue swiping over chapped lips before biting in between bottom lip, her gaze locked onto his , composing herself. โ€œ Could say the same for you, alex. You always used to meeting strangers? โ€



Heโ€™s gonna need to see for himself.

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Quick reflexes save him from injury as he instinctively catches her wrist in a firm grip, stopping the blade mere inches from his side. His hold is strong, not allowing her to pull away easily. โ€œ Iโ€™m faster than you might think I am, yโ€™know. โ€œ

โ € โ € sharply inhaling before the knife was slashed forward , aimed right for his ribcage โ€” she hoped he was quick enough to stop the blade . โ€œ me .. scared .แฃ as if . โ€ she countered , trying not to let the blade pierce his skin . โ € โ €



A wide grin spreads across his face at her declaration, seeming to enjoy the game they were playing. He uncrosses his arms and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. โ€œ Suree. Bring it on. Unless youโ€™re too scared. โ€œ

โ € โ € a slightly tighter grip upon the knife as he states that , jaw clenching . โ€œ then , maybe i really should stab you , huh .แฃ โ€ challenging him even further , not ready to give up yet . she's far too stubborn to go down without a fight . โ € โ €



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โ€œ Likewise. โ€œ His hand falls back to his side, fingers brushing briefly against his pocket before resting there, as if to ground himself. โ€œ You used to meeting strangers? โ€œ

she takes her hold of his large hand into his grasp as their hands shook before letting go tongue swiping over chapped lips , the proximity of the air between them lingers. โ€œ it was nice meeting you , too, alex.โ€



โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € โ € Missing the ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง. โ €

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