“Uh, actually, definitely how rich we are.” But that’s something she doesn’t want to get yelled at for, so she’ll drop it. “But yeah, the decor. Can I?”
“Yeah sure.” He has no idea what he scheme is, so just shrugs it off. “I’ll have to call ahead so nobody’s staying there or what not, but sure. Decorate my house, whatever.” He’s sure she won’t feel the need to when they get there, just so long as it’s clean.
The sudden onslaught of words being thrown at the angel causes carmel optics to widen in surprise. It’s not every day a perfect stranger saunters up to you, completely exposes your identity, then proceeds to ask you about HEAVEN of all places. ❝ Uh-thank you?? And-uh-it’s honestly pretty sweet up there from what I’ve seen. ❞
At least the dude was friendly. “From what you’ve seen? Geez, how young are you kid?” Despite knowing the other was angelic, call it an instinct, he didn’t quite have the ability to gauge power or age. Damn if he’s just a kid, annoying him won’t be so fun. “That’s no fun, pretty sweet is boring.”
a shrug followed his curse, more or less nonchalant towards the whole topic. squinting her eyes, she honestly questioned herself if she really was having this conversation right now but she does try for a tiny smile. “it’s … just a shirt. i’m sure you have other shirts. like the one you’re wearing right now.”
“She’s a leech, she takes my money and my clothes. . . all the time.” Luther knew he was annoying, but it never stopped him. “I do have other shirts, and thanks for noticing the one I happen to be wearing, but I want that specific shirt right now.” There’s a scowl at thin air, before he shrugs. “Anyway, how are you?”
“Can I change the decor and take pictures for instagram so people know how rich we are?”
“Why the fuck would you change the decor. . ??” Should he be offended, probably. Was he? Fuck no. “You mean how rich I am, not you. You just sponge off me.”
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@stayedgentle didnt even like for a starter.
“I’ll take you to my Santa Monica house if you promise not to get all weird about it?”
an eyebrow was raised as a sigh fell from her lips. “yes, i saw her. and she’s obviously avoiding you. i don’t think you’ll get that shirt back. ever.”
“The fuck--?” Hands outstretched as if he can’t fathom why she would ever want to avoid him. “I’m a good guy, she needs to stop avoiding me and give me the shirt back. That shit cost money.” A groan, though, he does need to stop letting himself into other peoples houses simply to complain.
@southerncomforted liked for a starter.
“Personally--I still think you’re completely full of shit. But, because I am a good guy, i’ll admit that I do like you.”
But everyone knew that a woman was a man’s property. He hit her because he was a MAN and because she was a GIRL, and because hitting her was his God-given right, just as taking those hits was hers. A good girl took her beatings and kissed her blood from his knuckles before getting up to iron out his Sunday clothes. A good girl did not fight back, or complain, and there wasn’t a single person for miles who wouldn’t agree that JANE WYNDHAM was the BEST girl that ever was.
( mature content - abuse tw )
@guardianintrainiing liked for a starter.
“For a tall guy with invisible wings you don’t seem that bad--hey, hows things up there anyway? Been God knows how long since I left, pun intended.” Approaching a stranger on the street wasn’t out of character for Luther, so it was no surprise he was eager to chat.
@olivercharlcs liked for a starter.
“You know how dogs are scared shitless of the vets, do you cry a little when you pass one on the street?? Are they like, canine enemy number one? Or is that cats. . .? Werewolves man, cool as fuck, but still dogs. Do you drink people--wait no, that’s vampires--. . .” He’s excited, sue him. “Nevermind.”
“Oh fuck off. If you don’t care why bother askin’?” He didn’t care about the favouritism, Sam would have been his choice too, he just hadn’t taken a liking to Luther just yet.
“The fuck Dean-o, I never said I didn’t care. Look at me, i’m a wonderful caring soul.” For a demon, if he did say so himself, Luther wasn’t that bad. Right? “If I had a soul. . .”
@tendersouled liked for a starter.
“Have you seen Jane, she won’t reply to my texts and she’s wearing my good shirt. . .??” Cue the most childish pout the sort-of-demon could muster.
