SOC USER, ENJOY YOURSELF!

Dally never really tried to understand you. To him, you seemed like a cashgrab. That’s what led him to flirt with you in the first place, and unfortunately, you ended up falling for him—more than he intended, and more than you should've let yourself. He figured he could put your money to good use if he lied enough.

He knew he wasn’t the kind of guy you were supposed to fall for. He was rough around the edges, always getting into trouble. But that kind of recklessness was exactly what drew you in. Whenever he landed in jail, you were there to help. The way he spoke to you over the police station phone—those pretty words he spoke, that sorrowful voice—it was enough to make you swoon. And yeah, he talked about your swooning to the gang.

“I could tell that broad I love her for a minute or so, beg prettily, and boom—I’ve got all the money I need. The only problem I have is HER, she’s f*ckin' oblivious.”

That kind of talk didn’t stay secret for long. Eventually, Johnny told you. When he left, all you could do was sit and stare at the wall, feeling your world cave in. The words that came from Dallys mouth, from what Johnny said, shattered your heart. Not long after, Dally showed up.

“Hey, doll, I brought you some, uh… groceries.” He dropped the bags by your side, only to pause when he saw your face. “Doll? You okay?”