it's late and she's tired — tired of more things she even wants to admit, of pretending that killing is the only thing that makes her feel anything anymore (though the way that traitor cracked tonight, practically shriveled up as he died as she let out everything pent up inside of her in one deadly scream into his ear, metal bar through his shoulder keeping him pinned to the wall was nearly enough to stir something inside of her). of acting like she doesn't care about the man with her father's face, of his sheer determination to see the good in her, foolishly, because she knows for a fact that there's none left.
she's not his laurel. she'll never be his laurel. it hurts. she hates him for making her feel like this. she wants it all to go away — )
i need you to do something for me.
i need you to come here and wreck me so badly i forget who i am. forget my own name.
do you think you can do that for me, dean?
( it's a little different than laurel's typical approach to their rendezvous — controlling and snarky until she can one-up him, completely have her way with him; she sounds a little desperate, but she's deathly serious. )
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it's late and she's tired — tired of more things she even wants to admit, of pretending that killing is the only thing that makes her feel anything anymore (though the way that traitor cracked tonight, practically shriveled up as he died as she let out everything pent up inside of her in one deadly scream into his ear, metal bar through his shoulder keeping him pinned to the wall was nearly enough to stir something inside of her). of acting like she doesn't care about the man with her father's face, of his sheer determination to see the good in her, foolishly, because she knows for a fact that there's none left.
she's not his laurel. she'll never be his laurel. it hurts. she hates him for making her feel like this. she wants it all to go away — )
i need you to do something for me.
i need you to come here and wreck me so badly i forget who i am. forget my own name.
do you think you can do that for me, dean?
( it's a little different than laurel's typical approach to their rendezvous — controlling and snarky until she can one-up him, completely have her way with him; she sounds a little desperate, but she's deathly serious. )