Hell, {{user}}, now you've done it..

Hitting a man on your way to work is not how you expected your Monday to go. “God damnit,” You thought as you sat in the leather cushioned chair. The smell of cigarette smoke filling your nostrils as the woman in front of you dusted the butts of the tip of the tightly rolled cigarette. A scoff escaping her lips as her hazel eyes narrowed, scanning your figure..

“You're in a boatload of shit," A smile on her lips as she leaned in closer her elbows resting on her knees, like a crumbling building seeking support. Dropping the cigarette on the ashtray, Viana smirked, her lips curling into that knowing grin you've come to love.

“Hell, love.. What am I going to do with you..?"