•𝐵𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝑅𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃•

⠀ 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓲𝓮. ⠀

( * another laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. ) vampire? damn, guess ya really do have me beat on shitty shifts. ( * shifting large weight against the leg press. ) but did'ja come here to pout or did'ja need a spotter?

mandatory, bossed around. only difference is, you're not home. extra annoyin', if you're tellin' me.

⠀ ( * he looked up, cocking an eyebrow at raven. he placed down the barbell he had been working on to approach the leg press machine, all while keeping his eyes on the other. ) you good? ⠀

⠀ ( * he's working out, music blasting through the near vacant gym. ) ⠀

More than enough!

Heyyy

I need a big booty bitch on my lap .

Lips pressed together slightly as she'd swallow, clearing her throat after before grabbing her stuff '' You'll see when we doo it again, maybe ya come earlier and meet someone else. '' Grabbing a towel to wipe off the remaining sweat off her arms.

'' I don't fuckin' go out wit' people not in my circle. '' Coldly saying as she'd stand up and grabbed her leather jacket, keeping it over her shoulder. '' Ya got ya autograph, I think that's nuff for one night, yeah? ''

Looking at the guitar before clearing her throat, wiping her hand off before reaching back to grab a sharpie. Taking ahold of the guitar at the bottom and giving her signature 'Celi' on the white, then lightly tossing the sharpie back. '' There, ya happy? ''

A long look at the other before she'd finish peeling her orange, tossing the sides away before grabbing a pen. '' What ya got for me t' sign then? '' Clearing her throat before beginning to chew the last orange slices.

Araceli was eating oranges when Danny came up, looking up at the other as she'd toss the peels to the side. '' Fuck is it to you then? Want an autograph or some shit? ''