- NATE -
don't you pray? don't you pray
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
Nate’s picking grew more confident, more aggressive as the hollow sound of the rock echoed in his head more, churning up visions of treasure and riches. It was only when he turned to drawl out something half flirty and half teasing and caught sight of the look of confusion on the attuned’s face that he realized this wasn’t what he thought.
And that made it much, much more interesting.
The nail Nate was using disintegrated quickly, the old metal all but crumbling under the force he subjected it to. He doesn't get the chance to be frustrated, Sunjata right there with another nail waiting. ”Don’t let me forget that I really owe you for this.” He said brightly, leaning in conspiratorially while he did. He was focused back on the wall in an instant, prying at it and trying to pry away the stone between him and whatever was calling him so insistently. He had to be close now.
And that made it much, much more interesting.
The nail Nate was using disintegrated quickly, the old metal all but crumbling under the force he subjected it to. He doesn't get the chance to be frustrated, Sunjata right there with another nail waiting. ”Don’t let me forget that I really owe you for this.” He said brightly, leaning in conspiratorially while he did. He was focused back on the wall in an instant, prying at it and trying to pry away the stone between him and whatever was calling him so insistently. He had to be close now.
got a man, don't need him, but you wait
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
