Being followed in this town never ended well for either party. Someone either wound up dead because they didn’t fork over their money. Or someone chewed off more than they could handle. No matter what, someone always ended up dead and it wouldn’t be her tonight or any other night. “Tick tock, asshole,” she replied, ignoring his attempts at being funny and witty.

         There was a snort at his comment however. “I am everyone’s type, for your information.” Maybe she was stretching that but she had yet to hear any complaints. “But if you weren’t plannin’ anything with me then why follow me for a couple blocks?”

_{in truth, even as he rolled his eyes, ky knew that he may have used the exact same line. then again, he wasn’t interested in anyone – at least at the moment. so, in his mind, no one was his type. even if they tried their hardest. then again, he had been wrong before. several times in fact.}

     _{“you wouldn’t believe me.” leaving off the final words that he wanted to say was done for a reason. that way, maybe  he could come out of this with every piece of himself in-place. well, hopefully, “not that it matters anyways.”}