junkyardteen.

after everything that’s happened,  from their last argument to finding out lyric and twitch had  abandoned  her,  she doesn’t think she has the strength to cope with someone else shutting her out.    not without  losing herself  somewhere down the line,  for the second time.     ❛     ain’t your choice t’  make  though,  is it ?     ❜     both arms secured across her chest,  back leant against the driver’s door.    she looks up,  half - expectant to be met with mild irritation.    even annoyance.     ❛     i might know a guy who knows a guy who can maybe help you out.    well,  not you,  but the case.     ❜

when it comes down to it,   he probably couldn’t shut her out now if he’d  wanted  to.    he doesn’t.    making no move to get past her,   it’s less annoyance and more a disinclination to let go of  choice  in any capacity ;   he can’t stop her from sniffing around,   and  that’s  what bothers him.    she’s too hard - headed for that.    too smart for her own good,   sometimes.       ‘     alright.    so gimme a name ‘n i’ll follow up on it.     ’