your bright eyes are gonna kill me for sure
You're not thrilled with Jack's knowing tone, glowering suspiciously at the back of his head. He always seems to know a little more than you want him to, and part of you wants to keep Vai guarded, away from his chaotic grip.
And his tendency to fuck anything pretty with a pulse. The very thought makes you shudder.
"I'm beginnin' t'think I'll hafta drag ya, t'get ya off my dock." Sardonically you roll your eyes, a faint smile on your lips. No handkerchief, no hug goodbye: it just isn't the way for you. "Get the fuck outta here, brat, before ya grow roots. An' bring me back somethin' nice this time, eh?" Be safe, I'll miss you, don't fucking die. Except, y'know. Manly.
And his tendency to fuck anything pretty with a pulse. The very thought makes you shudder.
"I'm beginnin' t'think I'll hafta drag ya, t'get ya off my dock." Sardonically you roll your eyes, a faint smile on your lips. No handkerchief, no hug goodbye: it just isn't the way for you. "Get the fuck outta here, brat, before ya grow roots. An' bring me back somethin' nice this time, eh?" Be safe, I'll miss you, don't fucking die. Except, y'know. Manly.
ZEPHYR
