Scarshall || I Love You But I’ve Chosen Darkness

seesawscott:

rymarshall:

“Thanks,” he said quietly, running a thumb over her knuckles, his grip on her hand maybe a fraction too tight.

“Sure,” she told him, shifting her hand just a touch in his. “Where should I park? Just along the street?”

“You can pull in if you want,” he said, his hand loosing as hers moved. “Should be space unless someone’s home I don’t know about.”

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