“No, I can’t say you can.” Matt said between a laugh. His ‘gaze’ shifted to the other. “Long night ahead of you?”
| away this weekend, will try to reply when avail
New York traffic. Better off walking than calling a cab.
“Well, we live on a more so how do we get another dollar a day basis.” He says, lips gently pierced together. “What is it you do?”
“He’s too kind to me, that’s for sure.” Murdock says with a gentle nod. “Are you, uh, enjoying yourself?”
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
Working hard?
Or hardly working?
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
𝙼𝗎𝗋𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗄.
“Foggy suggested the diner. I just go where he goes, really.”
“Me? I’m just fuelling up.”
She’d only stopped by to eat before ‘work’. Running into him was a coincidence.
“They do really great fries here. Crispy, you know? Can’t underestimate the power of a good crispy fry.”
