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Oh she is RUTHLESS. I’m looking forward to this XD

Lorcan

Someone cleared their throat behind Lorcan. He turned to see yet another girl , her hair dyed a bright indigo glaring up at him. Lorcan knew from the moment he laid eyes on her brightly coloured hair and scowl that she was going to be a problem. “I’m Cal. I don’t think you’re in a position to be ‘sweetheart’-ing her,” she snapped. “And who are you actually? Besides Lorcan.”

He couldn’t help but smirk at the way she said his name. Like it was insult. It didn’t bother him in the slightest. “Relax. I call everyone sweetheart. Or a ghrá. Or eejit. Depends on what mood I’m in.” He examined the girl closely. She – Cal – seemed to be the type who wanted to be angry at absolutely everything simply for the sake of it. Or maybe it was because she had deeper issues going on with her. He could see it. The bitterness. The fury and suspicion. All directed at him. As if his very existence had a hit a serious nerve with her.

Well. This was going to be exhausting.

“Besides Lorcan?” He pretended to think, then shrugged. “A lot of things actually. But I’m mostly know for possessing a particular set of skills. Unpleasant work, but it gets food on the table.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “And who are you? Besides Cal?”