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she's eating leftover pizza for breakfast.

❝jackpot.❞.

blue eyes stared up at the ashen-haired male, a shit-eating grin on her face. ❝oh, you know, chillin'.❞.

— sudden way it presented itself gave her the mental image of the shining light bulb over her head, like a cartoon. ❝why don't you join the guardians? as in travel with us and protect the galaxy?❞.

she crossed her arms over her chest, fingers digging through the fabric into her flesh. ❝we get paid ten thousand units—the main form of intergalactic currency used across many planets. that's about $8,200 in us dollars.❞. suddenly, a thought popped up into her mind. the —.

❝raise your hand if you love naked cuddles.❞

she's getting ready for the day.

it's h-word hours for her.

⠀⠀⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   𝙵𝚁𝙸𝚂𝙺𝚈 𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙰𝚈. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

— aim at the striped ball at the far end of the table. it wasn't the best shot she had, but she didn't care to win this game tonight. the cue ball bounced off the striped one and into the far corner pocket.

— and free. i can't remember the last time i had fun like this.❞ . she took a sip of her soda, liking the feel of the cold carbonation flowing down her throat. ❝you're a pleasure to be around, dante.❞. she smiled, setting the can down so she could take her turn. she took —.

feeling parched, the hybrid decided to go to the kitchen to find something to quench her thirst. she grabbed two cans of soda from the fridge, then headed back to the pool table, setting dante's soda down on the desk. ❝for the first time in a 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 long time, i feel alive —.

she's starting to see the appeal of wearing capes.

sits in @v_son_of_sparda's chair.

⸻ @govagentkennedy.

— cold.❞. the hybrid shivered as the wind cut through her damp clothes. she curled her arms around herself. even her bones felt cold.

— cheeks, while the hair on her back and sides caught the raindrops like cobwebs catching dew. the fabric of her shirt was plastered to her body, outlining the curves easily as she made no efforts to cover herself. ❝we need to change into dry clothes before we catch —.

downpour filled her ears with nothing beyond the sound of water pelting against the concrete benches, the windows, and newly sprung leaves on the trees. the sound was always soothing and calming to her. ❝it was the least i could do.❞. strands of blonde hair stuck to her —.

— leg bent at the knee, foot propped on the cinder blocks. ❝i was just in the neighborhood. thought i'd drop in—see how the legendary devil hunter was doing.❞.