T r a n s l u c e n t;

imaginativefacade:

☢T.D.—  Superman, What a nickname maybe he can get his own movie.

                           ”Thanks for the new nickname.” That blow of smoke.

                 A head aims towards her apartment, And beige oculars look back at her. She lived so close, Near this shitty bar and this shitty neighborhood maybe it was bad to feel sorry for how close she was.  

                          “Sure..”

                   _{—-She laughs, putting the cig out in the cool cement and standing on her onyx pumps. Rose pushed off the wall moving to walk towards the building that housed her and many others, yet she turned, arms crossed behind her back and luminescent pools gazed at him. Surely, she was going insane, not that she really cared.}

                               _{’ Thanks—-
                                       I haven’t seen you around here before.
                                 Do you go to that place often? ’
She motions to it as though it’s nothing but the most awful place ever. Of course her judgement was a bit biased anymore.}