“Booze.” The pyromaniac’s low growl came as no surprise, he could smell that a mile away. Beer already in hand, he leaned by the open doorway. x.com/xtimxmaster/st…

Finishing his beer as quickly as he took the last one, he grabbed at the bottle that the Captain had slid over to him. She was definitely right. “What you sulking inside here for?” x.com/xtimxmaster/st…

Not being one for emotions, the male didn’t press or look for a deep and meaningful reason. He was quite content with his drink, that was all he needed. “You’re a terrible liar, English.” x.com/xtimxmaster/st…

| Not another me, but just gonna bump this up on the TL. x.com/batbranders/st…

| Basically every time I see a post like that. The exact thoughts before and after. Have too many accounts. Promise not to make anymore. A great writer is looking for certain characters to RP. Starts internally debating to make one of those characters.