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tntandgasoline) wrote2009-05-03 02:38 am
tntandgasoline) wrote2009-05-03 02:38 am
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[RL - A Visit at Lisa's Place]
The Joker had his way with things. It was never hard to do something for him; if he wanted something, he got it. It's just how things were. They'd always been like that.
And right now, he wanted to do two things: intimidate Jackson and check up on that darling Lisa, who just so happened to live in a Miami. How he got there was nobody's business; all that mattered was that it was nightfall, and he was standing in front of the door of (hopefully) Lisa's house, a bottle of decent wine (it's so hard to find a good wine when you're a wanted man) in one hand.
He smirked, smoothed back his hair, leaned against the door way and knocked, three times, against the door. Hello, anybody home?
And right now, he wanted to do two things: intimidate Jackson and check up on that darling Lisa, who just so happened to live in a Miami. How he got there was nobody's business; all that mattered was that it was nightfall, and he was standing in front of the door of (hopefully) Lisa's house, a bottle of decent wine (it's so hard to find a good wine when you're a wanted man) in one hand.
He smirked, smoothed back his hair, leaned against the door way and knocked, three times, against the door. Hello, anybody home?