♡^Run, run | F.G. | (1/?)

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Random, but do you guys remember when I did these q&a, answering things with drawings? I miss it. 😭

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It is really funny, if you think. This is really funny.

"Why won't this motherfucker stop grinning?" One of the killjoys asks the other as looking back at me, only throwing a quick glance since they can't evert their attention away from the road for too long. All they get in response from the one on the passenger seat is a scoff. I chuckle. "Shut the fuck up back there, 'Crow!"

"Aw, darling, I'm so annoying, aren't I?" I ask with pure amusement and laugh at their discontent.

"I thought BLI workers didn't have emotions," the one from the passenger seat says, eyes narrowed as they look back at me.

"You don't know what I am grinning about, so you literally have no right to judge." I pout playfully. "Tell me, you're a city or Zone born?"

They look at me with a bit of hesitance. "...Zone."

"Then you know less than I thought!" Winking, I blow a kiss to them and watch it as they two lose their patience even more and the first one sinks their foot on the gas pedal, probably wanting to get rid of me as fast as possible. Not a surprise, not bad. The faster, the better. After all, these handcuffs are starting to get uncomfortable.

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