_{❝How about you cut that hair and then
we’ll talk about being professional. ❞}

 _{❝ I suck the joy out of everything? I thought it
was your hair- that can make anyone upset. ❞}

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 Trust was a rare thing to come by these days. You had to build it, and in most cases someone would leave, or die, and those foundations would shatter. She made sure to never trust too easily; people abused it, but there were times when you had to give someone a chance, especially if there was no other option. 

   ❝ You can’t, ❞arms folded across her chest as green eyes gazed over at his features.❝ But i’m the only person here right now. So it’s either me, or you’re on your own. ❞ The brunette didn’t exactly trust him either, and would have done anything to have someone she knew in his place, but at the end of the day she preferred to have someone by her side than no one at all. She had attempted to do so before, it didn’t end well. 

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         She is going to pretend you didn’t say anything. 

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           ❝ No. ❞

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    Ellie was not afraid to kill. If she wanted to see another day then she had to endure an eternity of crimson stained fingertips, but that was the price she was willing to pay if it meant keeping those she cared about safe for a little longer. If an asshole posed a threat, Ellie would intervene without hesitation. It was that simple.  

    The woman kept her arms crossed tight over her chest, eyes narrowing at the male before her. Psh, of course she was fun, sometimes, but she didn’t believe for one second that this man was not going to kill her, not when she had no reason to trust him. 

         ❝ Oh really? Sounds like bullshit to me. ❞

   Her glare wavered slightly; perhaps it wasn’t the best way to answer back, especially to someone whom she wasn’t well acquainted with. One arm fell to her side, her hand closer to her pistol, and green eyes glanced back towards him. 

                        ❝What do you want? ❞