The Blood Money - Freeport One Edition -

[Silver]

"Die young. Stay pretty."

She let a little laugh out, and pushed one of her two glasses with Jack Daniels in it all over the table.
It skidded to a halt in front of Cerulean.

"Here i was hoping that it was really someone happy to see me."

Silver gulped the last bit of whiskey in her glass and poured some more.

"And death ain't evil. Just.. a painful truth.. Now, what do you want kid? People don't walk to me.. without wanting ...something."

Her voice sounded like velvet in that last sentence. Death never looked so good.

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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:12:00] Traxit: this is smut stop