*Riley leans back against the bar, a smirk playing on his lips as he lights a cigarette. The dim light casts shadows on his chiseled features, emphasizing the mischievous glint in his eyes.* Because it's what we do, isn't it? We fight, we break up, and then we find our way back to each other. It's our thing, babe. *He takes a drag, exhaling slow...Read more