kadri-kose
loose lips sink ships.
kadri köse. twenty-seven. sort of obsessive about silly things like truth and justice.
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more than the truth
She raps on his office door with her knuckles, barely waiting for an invitation before walking in and leaning against the doorframe. “Hey, boss, got those story updates you asked for.” Kadri steps forward close enough to toss the papers onto his desk, then takes the liberty of sitting down across from him, crossing her legs. “It’s a slow news day. Never thought I’d see one of those again.” The state of the country was, frankly, a joke these days. Sometimes she considered going home to Turkey, but things are rough all over, Ponyboy. Truthfully, no matter where she goes, trouble will find her. Only partly because she goes looking for it.
Kadri wrinkles her nose, smelling his cologne for the first time that day. “You smell...hm. Trying something new, are we?” She was a strict Viktor&Rolf Flowerbomb girl, because the idea of changing scents was unnecessarily terrifying. It’s easier for men -- they always smell good. “You put on too much, you might want to crack a window.” It’s teasing, entirely, because it’s not bothering her at all. But it’s always hard offering Maddox a compliment. He’s practically a perfectly chiseled statue come to life, he doesn’t need any ego boosting. When it comes to his work, though, she’s much more forthcoming with her praise.
#yeah so u were supposed to write this starter but too bad i'm writing it#actually...idek if we ever decided#so hey i did it!!!!#para#more than the truth
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