you’re so friggin’ sweet, gene’. ( arms interlocked. )

i know. ( hmhm. it’s fun teasing him. ) i love being your favorite ~ .

t- the traffic-

oh, isn’t this a fun sight ? too bad the man was one of their targets. a sudden voice behind him speaks, “ y’know we got territories for a reason, right? ”

yep ! ( aw. pats his face, before breaking away to bound into the coffee shop. the store goes quiet when they enter; a reputation was upheld around these parts.. )

|~ >his rocket AHAHSGSHAHAHAHZHSJAJS

( poor barista looks ready to shit herself as they inch up, beaming smile on their face —— genuine excitement, it seems. ) i’ll get uhhh … one of those —— blended ones. chocolate. ( that’s not how you order but. who’d question them? )

a few more steps, quick ones were taken, before the cold metal of a 9 mm was pressed to the back of his head. their head tilts. “ prooobably should start … ”

|~ brb dead by daylight time

“ i don’t like torturin’. ” the barrel was then pressed to his head. “ … normally. ”

“ that too! ” big grin, stepping back to allow the man an opportunity to pay.

|~ seeing all these people i used to interact with just gives me the ick now anyways /nbh

Groan.

eyes bloodshot, pupils dilated. on—— somethin’. dazed grin.

takes it. … slooooowly sips. mmm.

deep breath—— slumps against the other. mrr.

using it’s blue hair to wrap around him. yannnnks it closer. warm.

no 🤭 … snnoore

it’s the afternoon ——-.

hah ! can’t say anything; they’ve been up since four am. and they still haven’t been productive.