It's a futuristic modern world but things aren't what they seem
Someday you'd better wake up from this stupid fantasy
Someday you'd better wake up from this stupid fantasy
His chin ducks in satisfaction with the answer. She can mull over their agreement as long as she likes, so long as she doesn’t breathe a word to Nate in the interim. “Yeah, s’all good. I can just wait around till ya feel confident I ain’t lyin’.” At least she isn’t restricted to portals and a shit ton of walking - it’ll be a lot faster for her to verify his claims than it had been for him to send a letter and visit her.
Snorting a laugh, one leg rises to prop his heel on the edge of the cushion he’s sitting on. “Our old man was entrenched in all manner of illegal shit. If you’re lookin’ for an actor, a liar, a dancin’ monkey, I’m your dude.” As if to prove it he eyes her for a moment, then his entire body language changes - dropping his leg, shoulders hunching a tad to minimize his height, eyes darting around uncertainly. “I don’t know how to get to this Stormbreak place though, can you help me?” Accent swallowed back as if it had never been. He has the soft puppy face of their mother, and it makes it much easier to inspire sympathy and trust.
Snorting a laugh, one leg rises to prop his heel on the edge of the cushion he’s sitting on. “Our old man was entrenched in all manner of illegal shit. If you’re lookin’ for an actor, a liar, a dancin’ monkey, I’m your dude.” As if to prove it he eyes her for a moment, then his entire body language changes - dropping his leg, shoulders hunching a tad to minimize his height, eyes darting around uncertainly. “I don’t know how to get to this Stormbreak place though, can you help me?” Accent swallowed back as if it had never been. He has the soft puppy face of their mother, and it makes it much easier to inspire sympathy and trust.
Now they can make things worse for me
BARTHOLOMEW
