Carter, Lena Paul: Gabbie

"So are you," Gabbie replied, not looking up. She traced a crack in the floor with her toe. "What are you going to do now? Count the cockroaches?"

"You're still here," Lena's voice came from the shadows. She emerged, leaning against the brass rail of the bar. Her black blazer was unbuttoned, her red hair loose around her shoulders. She looked tired, but in a beautiful, untouchable way. gabbie carter, lena paul

Behind them, a building fell dark. Ahead, the street was empty and wide open. "So are you," Gabbie replied, not looking up

Lena smirked, stepping closer. "Maybe. Or I'll finally take that vacation I've been promising myself for a decade." She stopped a few feet away. "And you?" Count the cockroaches

"Me neither," Lena agreed. She stood up and offered her hand. "Come on. Let's lock up and never look back."