#➺ •║ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄 ║• SERPENTSEXILE

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⋆ ˚｡⋆ 𝐕 ˚ @serpentsexile 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐊 : ❝ i took 20 bucks out of your bag last night. ❞ (.... vainglory)

➺  •║ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 ║• One could assume the man leaning against the wall was going through something. His hair was far more untame than normal, eye bags darker and posture just that little bit more sunken. To the untrained eye he may have looked like a middle aged man who just got served divorce papers, or something of the likes. Or, to those who knew the truth such as the obnoxiously blue woman before him, he appeared to be incredibly hungover.

➺  •║ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 ║• ... Not entirely a hard conclusion to come to, given the state he was in last night. Memories would resurface of the man, shirt unbuttoned enough to make some European man seem modest (( he was missing the gold chain, but he had enough metal implanted into him that it surely didn't matter )) . At some point he even awkwardly slumped against Vainglory, chuckling as he made some barely distinguishable comment about a tail... Before he immediately got upset and apologised for dare objectifying a woman in any way, shape or form. To which he also added "no you can kick me. You should kick any man who says something like that."... So it's quite easy to assume stealing from his wallet was also deserved.

➺  •║ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 ║• Not that he remembers any of this, of course. He got into his car in the morning and was rudely awakened by the sorry state his car was in. Seriously, how does lipstick travel that far ?? It's like he breathes near her and he can suddenly demonstrate how cross contamination can occur based on how blue he and his possessions wind up by the end of the day. And of course, while breaking his latest promise to quite smoking, he heard that damn voice as well.

➺  •║ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 ║• ❝ To that I simply say... No you didn't. Last night did not happen. ❞

➺  •║ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓 ║• ...Even though his words promised that he did not care, there was indeed a visible twitch to his eye, still sporting faint hints of eyeliner he likely never wiped off before sleeping. And if that didn't give away that he cared, he was now also rummaging through his wallet to count every bill in case she gave him a strategically worded statement. Sure she could have taken a twenty dollar bill, but what if she took more as well ??? Of course, he couldn't demand it back (( he couldn't even prove it wasn't him who spent the cash )) so he could only loudly complain. Besides. Vainglory is Vainglory. He might actually get himself killed if he tried.