"Mhm, I am looking for a lawyer at the moment to represent me in court but each and everyone comes from Greed which is where my husband is." He grunts. He leans back in his chair, sighing.
"Maybe?" He replies and walks over to a piece of wood, bringing it over "Can you light this on fire?"
“Well, I’ve seen this attorney guy around the inn a lot. No head, no torso, no organs, very well-dressed, alternates between a Midwestern and Victorian accent…” He ponders.
“Sure.” She produces a small magical flame and lights it up.
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
*YOU ARENT GOING TO BE ALONE WENDI! I just woke up.*
*YAY!!!*
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
"Mhm, I am looking for a lawyer at the moment to represent me in court but each and everyone comes from Greed which is where my husband is." He grunts. He leans back in his chair, sighing.
"Maybe?" He replies and walks over to a piece of wood, bringing it over "Can you light this on fire?"
“Well, I’ve seen this attorney guy around the inn a lot. No head, no torso, no organs, very well-dressed, alternates between a Midwestern and Victorian accent…” He ponders.
“Sure.” She produces a small magical flame and lights it up.
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
“No clue. But at least they’d be impartial, probably.”
“Is that good?” She watches it fall.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*YOU ARENT GOING TO BE ALONE WENDI! I just woke up.*
*YAY!!!*
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
TH appears next to him, crawling out of the shadows "Good morning."
Samaritan waves to her, walking over.
Stroth is trying not to break into laughter but claps for him.
"Mhm, I am looking for a lawyer at the moment to represent me in court but each and everyone comes from Greed which is where my husband is." He grunts. He leans back in his chair, sighing.
"Maybe?" He replies and walks over to a piece of wood, bringing it over "Can you light this on fire?"
“Well, I’ve seen this attorney guy around the inn a lot. No head, no torso, no organs, very well-dressed, alternates between a Midwestern and Victorian accent…” He ponders.
“Sure.” She produces a small magical flame and lights it up.
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
“No clue. But at least they’d be impartial, probably.”
“Is that good?” She watches it fall.
"I suppose I will have to talk to them then." He stands up, stretching.
*YOU ARENT GOING TO BE ALONE WENDI! I just woke up.*
*YAY!!!*
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
TH appears next to him, crawling out of the shadows "Good morning."
Samaritan waves to her, walking over.
Stroth is trying not to break into laughter but claps for him.
He looks up from his book, smiling upon seeing them “Howdy, mornin’ ta ya.” He closes his book, putting in on the table.
She waves back, continuing to serve “Well howdy Samaritan. How’s the…” She wiggles her eyebrows.
Eventually his puts the accordion and the harmonica down “Ya can laugh now if ya want.” He smiles wide.
"Mhm, I am looking for a lawyer at the moment to represent me in court but each and everyone comes from Greed which is where my husband is." He grunts. He leans back in his chair, sighing.
"Maybe?" He replies and walks over to a piece of wood, bringing it over "Can you light this on fire?"
“Well, I’ve seen this attorney guy around the inn a lot. No head, no torso, no organs, very well-dressed, alternates between a Midwestern and Victorian accent…” He ponders.
“Sure.” She produces a small magical flame and lights it up.
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
“No clue. But at least they’d be impartial, probably.”
“Is that good?” She watches it fall.
"I suppose I will have to talk to them then." He stands up, stretching.
"No idea. I can't even see it." He said.
“Yeah…” Rio yawns and stretches in turn. “Should I just, uh… hang out here then?”
“Hm. I think… it feels like there’s a kind of ‘box’ around this building that prevents stuff from passing, and that includes below the house too.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*YOU ARENT GOING TO BE ALONE WENDI! I just woke up.*
*YAY!!!*
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
TH appears next to him, crawling out of the shadows "Good morning."
Samaritan waves to her, walking over.
Stroth is trying not to break into laughter but claps for him.
He looks up from his book, smiling upon seeing them “Howdy, mornin’ ta ya.” He closes his book, putting in on the table.
She waves back, continuing to serve “Well howdy Samaritan. How’s the…” She wiggles her eyebrows.
Eventually his puts the accordion and the harmonica down “Ya can laugh now if ya want.” He smiles wide.
He nods and boops his masked face against Grime's cheek, a mock of a kiss.
"Its been done. The next step is finding a lawyer." He nods.
"Mhm, I am looking for a lawyer at the moment to represent me in court but each and everyone comes from Greed which is where my husband is." He grunts. He leans back in his chair, sighing.
"Maybe?" He replies and walks over to a piece of wood, bringing it over "Can you light this on fire?"
“Well, I’ve seen this attorney guy around the inn a lot. No head, no torso, no organs, very well-dressed, alternates between a Midwestern and Victorian accent…” He ponders.
“Sure.” She produces a small magical flame and lights it up.
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
“No clue. But at least they’d be impartial, probably.”
“Is that good?” She watches it fall.
"I suppose I will have to talk to them then." He stands up, stretching.
"No idea. I can't even see it." He said.
“Yeah…” Rio yawns and stretches in turn. “Should I just, uh… hang out here then?”
“Hm. I think… it feels like there’s a kind of ‘box’ around this building that prevents stuff from passing, and that includes below the house too.”
He nods and picks Riotan up, holding him in his lap.
"Hm.." He thinks for a moment before looking at the chain "Ill tie that around me and go down there."
*YOU ARENT GOING TO BE ALONE WENDI! I just woke up.*
*YAY!!!*
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
TH appears next to him, crawling out of the shadows "Good morning."
Samaritan waves to her, walking over.
Stroth is trying not to break into laughter but claps for him.
He looks up from his book, smiling upon seeing them “Howdy, mornin’ ta ya.” He closes his book, putting in on the table.
She waves back, continuing to serve “Well howdy Samaritan. How’s the…” She wiggles her eyebrows.
Eventually his puts the accordion and the harmonica down “Ya can laugh now if ya want.” He smiles wide.
He nods and boops his masked face against Grime's cheek, a mock of a kiss.
"Its been done. The next step is finding a lawyer." He nods.
She bursts out, exploding like a gerenade
Even at that he blushes, tipping his hat softly “T-thank ya. H-how’re things?”
She nods with them “Hmm, if only I could see his face. Anyway, I can’t help much there, unfortunately.”
In the middle her laughter, he takes the moment to kiss her, enjoying himself.
*damn your lazy /j*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Nah legit, if I hadn’t checked dnd, I would be on at 12 instead. Wanna rp when you get back?*
"Mn?" He looks up "Good or bad?"
he holds the board, despite the fire not seeming to affect him. He then throws the flaming wood into the hole where it disappears into darkness.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*YAY!!!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*How ya doin’ Wendi?*
*EEPY. But nothing to bad.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Maybe you should eep, if not, want to rp?*
*I can't. I am working. but yes, I want to rp.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Ah unfortunate. Who do ya want?*
*DA COWBOYS.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Ah naturally.*
Grimes is continuing to read in his downtime, he’s gotten through the majority of the chapters in the first book he’s been reading, just enjoying the warmth and peace of the library, learning how to be better for TH.
Merabelle doesn’t have to start work yet, so she’s helping out the homeless and those who can’t easily afford food by making them some and handing out, that friendly smile on her face.
Sparrow is playing the accordion and the harmonica at the same time, and is doing pretty good, though he’s never tried doing both before.
Thane has finished building the playground and has begun painting it for all the children, his arms and golden scales covered in paint as he works.
“No clue. But at least they’d be impartial, probably.”
“Is that good?” She watches it fall.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
TH appears next to him, crawling out of the shadows "Good morning."
Samaritan waves to her, walking over.
Stroth is trying not to break into laughter but claps for him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I suppose I will have to talk to them then." He stands up, stretching.
"No idea. I can't even see it." He said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks up from his book, smiling upon seeing them “Howdy, mornin’ ta ya.” He closes his book, putting in on the table.
She waves back, continuing to serve “Well howdy Samaritan. How’s the…” She wiggles her eyebrows.
Eventually his puts the accordion and the harmonica down “Ya can laugh now if ya want.” He smiles wide.
“Yeah…” Rio yawns and stretches in turn. “Should I just, uh… hang out here then?”
“Hm. I think… it feels like there’s a kind of ‘box’ around this building that prevents stuff from passing, and that includes below the house too.”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
He nods and boops his masked face against Grime's cheek, a mock of a kiss.
"Its been done. The next step is finding a lawyer." He nods.
She bursts out, exploding like a gerenade
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He nods and picks Riotan up, holding him in his lap.
"Hm.." He thinks for a moment before looking at the chain "Ill tie that around me and go down there."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Even at that he blushes, tipping his hat softly “T-thank ya. H-how’re things?”
She nods with them “Hmm, if only I could see his face. Anyway, I can’t help much there, unfortunately.”
In the middle her laughter, he takes the moment to kiss her, enjoying himself.
*Jobah?*