no title- Wrenleigh

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A/N: this is a random prompt i wrote for the previous idea i just posted but never really went anywhere with it.

"and then there was one." he sighed, looking at the selection of beer.

"wrong" a girl came up behind him, with a crooked smile nobody could trust. she was dangerous, and he liked that.

"just soda" she flashed that same smile at the bartender and then turned to him.

"what's your name? i'm kenna."

"calum" he narrowed his eyes at her. if looks could kill, he'd be dead already. she was a devil in heels, and he couldn't help but offer his soul to her.

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