( she's already regretting her first messages, vulnerable in a way she never reveals, cards held close to her chest at all times. this scruffy, practically vagabond of a man has no ties to star city and its inhabitants, though, and that's part of what makes him all the more desirable.
the urge to strike him when she sees him (and she'll see him, she knows it) will have to be choked down if this is going to go the way laurel thinks it needs to go for the last scraps of her own damn sanity. )
punches myself in the face
take it or leave it.
( she's already regretting her first messages, vulnerable in a way she never reveals, cards held close to her chest at all times. this scruffy, practically vagabond of a man has no ties to star city and its inhabitants, though, and that's part of what makes him all the more desirable.
the urge to strike him when she sees him (and she'll see him, she knows it) will have to be choked down if this is going to go the way laurel thinks it needs to go for the last scraps of her own damn sanity. )
and i don't give what i can't take.