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call_me_trouble ([info]call_me_trouble) wrote in [info]outofshadowsrpg,
@ 2016-08-20 21:32:00

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Who: Trouble and Aden
Where: Out in the city.
When: 8/20, evening
What: Someone catches trouble doing what she does best.
Rating: tbd




It was Saturday night and Trouble was free from work and the torture of the full moon. So that left her with time to cause a little havoc. The night had started out fairly easy and fun. She'd headed down to the local outdoor mall to loiter and see a few other people she knew. There had been a little bit of flirting and a free meal from some poor sap a few hours ago. All in all, it'd been a good day.

And then in the window, she saw it. The bag was plaid, purple with spikes and studs along the side and was pretty much the perfect match to her outfit. But who in their fucking right mind would pay a hundred bucks for a handbag? She was sleeping on her sibling's couch for a reason. Which just meant that it was time for the five finger discount.

Waiting for a large group of teenagers to walk in and gain the attention of the cashier, she grinned as she slid the bag into her own shitty purse before slipping it over her shoulder and making her way outside. Now she just needed to get out of here and she'd be home free.


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[info]aden_walker
2016-08-26 01:39 am UTC (link)
"Oh yea? I might like to see just how you pull that off," He caught the slight shift in her eyes at the mention of other girls. He didn't necessarily intend to bring them around when she was here, but he wasn't going to not if the opportunity presented itself either. He wasn't that much of a relationship guy anymore, not after life as a cop had caused much of that to sour.

He grinned, "I didn't say better or more fun, I simply said other girls. Don't get jealous, you're more than welcome to bring dudes by, but make sure it's not in my bed."

He winked, then wrapped her up as she settled into his arms, cuddling up with her, "Yea? Go me."

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[info]call_me_trouble
2016-08-26 01:50 am UTC (link)
Trouble was good at ignoring that little nagging irritation at the mention of other girls. It wasn't as if she really cared. Aden was fun, but she wasn't the type to have relationships. She was a lone wolf in all terms of the word.

'I'm not getting jealous, it's just not fun to hear about other chicks right after awesome sex. And I just said let me know and I'll get out of your hair here. " And she wasn't going to be bringing guys around because that was weird and she didn't have too many random fucks like this either.

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