REMI
Remi snorts, loud enough to startle a middle-aged woman restocking a paint sample display. "Ohh," he drawls, giving Ronin a slow, side-eyed look that’s all mock betrayal, "so a nepo baby. I should’ve known." But the corners of his mouth tug up again, warm and easy, and he doesn’t bother hiding the grin that follows.
Still chuckling, he nods. "Free food’s free food," he says even if they'd both end up regretting it later, steering the cart toward self-checkout. Just before scanning the last item, he adds two impulse packs of orange Tic Tacs and flashes Ronin a guilty smile, as if to say don’t judge me.
They ditch the cart near the exit and make their way across the breezeway to the burger place, the sliding doors groaning open like they resent being involved in this endeavour. The sign overhead reads The Drill Bit Diner, complete with a cartoon of a cheeseburger wearing a hard hat. Every menu item is a pun and a half.
Remi eyes the board, unimpressed but faintly amused. "Alright," he murmurs, pointing at one with deadpan resignation. "I’ll take a Double Drywall Deluxe, no onions." He glances at Ronin, arching a brow. "Unless you’re feeling brave enough for the Greasy Studfinder Combo?"
Still chuckling, he nods. "Free food’s free food," he says even if they'd both end up regretting it later, steering the cart toward self-checkout. Just before scanning the last item, he adds two impulse packs of orange Tic Tacs and flashes Ronin a guilty smile, as if to say don’t judge me.
They ditch the cart near the exit and make their way across the breezeway to the burger place, the sliding doors groaning open like they resent being involved in this endeavour. The sign overhead reads The Drill Bit Diner, complete with a cartoon of a cheeseburger wearing a hard hat. Every menu item is a pun and a half.
Remi eyes the board, unimpressed but faintly amused. "Alright," he murmurs, pointing at one with deadpan resignation. "I’ll take a Double Drywall Deluxe, no onions." He glances at Ronin, arching a brow. "Unless you’re feeling brave enough for the Greasy Studfinder Combo?"
Who are you? They ask. Death?
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Sometimes... I say. But not today
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
