The blonde had already fallen asleep, curled up like a kitten in the back seat. The eyes snapped open when they heard the revolver, the iris a bloody red color. The brilliant shade died down back to hazel, Asael sitting up with a piercing glare into the back of Fade's head, but soon closed their eyes again and curled up against the door instead.

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Patty gave an almost cruel grin. "I'm not that type." She leaned back in her chair, running her fingers through her dark hair boredly.