it feels like we're ready to crack, these days, you and I
"Guilty as charged," Ronin says with a bark of laughter, offering a careful, roguish little bow that relies completely on the shopping cart to take his weight. "Though I like to think I bring my own flavour of talent to the show as well." You know, when he isn't drowning in blood and making overly cheerful conversation to avoid thinking about what might happen when they get back to his place and the sun goes down.
With a thoroughly unhealthy dinner next on the immediate agenda though, Ronin is happy enough to lead them through the self-checkout, and while he raises his eyebrows and smirks at Remi's orange Tic-Tac additions, he holds up a hand as if to assure him that there's no judgement on his end. (Even if he's more a fan of the cherry-cola kind).
Already missing the cart as a makeshift walker, he gingerly follows after the other man as they walk to the DIY-themed diner, Ronin ending up squinting up at the board as if unsure whether he's ordering food or the contents of a toolbox. "You're a greasy studfinder," he quips under his breath, unable to help himself. "But nah, I think I'll try the Bacon Boltcutter, with a side of Dirty Drillbits." Smirking, he nods to one of the tables. "They look like the best seats in the house if you want to grab 'em. I can take care of this."
With a thoroughly unhealthy dinner next on the immediate agenda though, Ronin is happy enough to lead them through the self-checkout, and while he raises his eyebrows and smirks at Remi's orange Tic-Tac additions, he holds up a hand as if to assure him that there's no judgement on his end. (Even if he's more a fan of the cherry-cola kind).
Already missing the cart as a makeshift walker, he gingerly follows after the other man as they walk to the DIY-themed diner, Ronin ending up squinting up at the board as if unsure whether he's ordering food or the contents of a toolbox. "You're a greasy studfinder," he quips under his breath, unable to help himself. "But nah, I think I'll try the Bacon Boltcutter, with a side of Dirty Drillbits." Smirking, he nods to one of the tables. "They look like the best seats in the house if you want to grab 'em. I can take care of this."
when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die
