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[thedeadthree]

i would like to know more about karolinas surefire way of wooing pls allegra 👁

HII AJ BELOVED <3 you dear you! i hope ur doing well and having the loveliest day! you deserve it!!!!! karolina's ideal dynamic between her and her partners in any and all of her verses taunting and being insufferably smug is her love language aksjkmx shows veeery much here <3 and i just think they're lovely! here's the full version for u! <3

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“So… Simon. Your mission is... finished. You can go home and do what it is that Simon Riley’s do on a Wednesday night.” 

He drags out a long sigh. She continues. 

“Maybe when this all blows over you and i can have a vacation perhaps… I’m thinking France. You’ll be paying of course.” 

“Do you think I’m made of money Pajari? I’m not the idiots you con.” He deadpans.

“So you’re taking me up on my offer?” Karolina remarks, grinning.

“No.” 

“Fair play fair play. And by the way I never said you were made of money dear, though you would make a handsome dollar. You’re a lieutenant in the 141. Though a more than decent paycheck, but that’s not what i wish to discuss. Captain Price and Laswell are my babysitters, not you. You’re free to go yet here you are… still here with little old me.” 

She taps her index finger to her chin, “Interesting. Don’t you think?” 

Her hands are bound but she’s maneuvered herself to a position in the vehicle to where she can rest her elbows on the window. Her Midnight hair reached to a point or two past the middle of her back, draped in a way that if she wasn’t bound you would think was strategic. Not that he has noticed.

“You must really enjoy my company huh?”

“I don’t. We’re not done. We have your friends and friends of your friends to take care of. And then after them, there’s you.”

Karolina could be focusing on gazing at the pretty scenery on the ride to the location.

She would rather bother him on this peaceful occasion. Lovely.

And she’s testing his patience.

Her infuriating perpetually smug gaze finds his again, “from the way i see it, and in the words of your countrymen, i think you fancy me Simon.”

“No I don’t.”

“Sure.”

And she would be right. Which surprises himself even.

It's infuriating.