@mysthalo ah there it is. the more questions thing. here — catch [ he tosses a green apple towards her, something he had just gotten from a pack at the store. at least it’s fresh. he’d usually give someone something rotten ] yes, good eyes, dee. i am leaving /for now/ but i’ll be back later. you should really make friends with them [ amelia and harley ], you know
stay? where the hell are you going? [ the dread of being left alone with two completely strangers, one looking like they want joel dead, immediately dwells on her, ] are you /leaving/? .. & to answer the second question, what do you think?
@mysthalo [ a light laugh escapes him before he shakes his head ] not this time. i need you to stay here, got it? keep ames and harles amused with — whatever the fuck you do. do you juggle? don’t answer that [ sheathing his blade, he looks up at her ] do you not like staying here?
@mnsterblood aw, definitely! you can show it off to the fuckers we kill! [ flashing his typical smile, he continues on without hesitation, his eyes continuously scanning the area ] how many more are there? do you know?
you should crochet something for me, then. something like.. a cute tote for my weapons, [ she controls her weapon to scratch at the end of his, a screech sound coming off of it, ] you lead, i follow.
@mnstrblood you think so lowly of me. i definitely crochet [ he rolls his eyes before taking out his own weapon, a sharpened dagger with jagged ridges ] should we move on before you suggest knitting and croquet?
* ・゚ ฺ ⟶ ‘ i don’t know what’s more concerning , the fact you just downed that glass of whiskey whole . . or the fact you look like you haven’t slept in weeks . ’
@cosmicalmistake ϟ [ at the sound of her voice, max immediately removed the glass from his lips and send it gently down on the counter, a dry, sad excuse of a laugh leaving him ] hm, well, maybe i haven’t. what are you even doing here? the bar is closed right now.