She laughed all the time, loud and as if she didn’t live in the middle of a Tundra. They ought to enjoy life, even if it was hard and cold and cruel. Weaver gives the old men grumbling in the corner her best and sweetest ‘fuck you’ look, before turning back to Noah and taking a sip of her piss-booze with a shit-eating grin on her face.
As he leans in, she joins him conspiratorially, though as he finishes speaking she raises her eyebrows with an ‘uh-huh’ look written all over her face. ”I am very hard to get past. You should probably know this,” she says, still playful and teasing and enjoying the moment of fun. Even if the grumpy old men were annoyed by them. ”Though there may be an opportunity for me to open a place here. With good booze.”Because wonky timelines or they totally would be at the Kraai now.
As he leans in, she joins him conspiratorially, though as he finishes speaking she raises her eyebrows with an ‘uh-huh’ look written all over her face. ”I am very hard to get past. You should probably know this,” she says, still playful and teasing and enjoying the moment of fun. Even if the grumpy old men were annoyed by them. ”Though there may be an opportunity for me to open a place here. With good booze.”
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
