RANCE
Rance huffed a scoffing laugh. "Just bat your fuckin' lashes at every cock you pass on the street, then?" There was no venom to his comment, not now that flirting was clearly the last thing on her mind. Even if she had something of a point and he had started the actual dialogue, he wasn't going to apologize again.
Tailing along could get a little annoying if she kept doing it. He had an out in that he could simply fly, but even considering it felt like giving her the last word and he most definitely could not do that. "Literally jack shit." After all, assuming this was just one more abandoned house, he'd be grabbing any tools he found and marking it to be stripped for parts later if needed. His curiosity about the bats, however, was a much more immediate need to fill. "You can't tell me you don't want to see those little furry fuckers up close." Especially if she read about them, too.
Tailing along could get a little annoying if she kept doing it. He had an out in that he could simply fly, but even considering it felt like giving her the last word and he most definitely could not do that. "Literally jack shit." After all, assuming this was just one more abandoned house, he'd be grabbing any tools he found and marking it to be stripped for parts later if needed. His curiosity about the bats, however, was a much more immediate need to fill. "You can't tell me you don't want to see those little furry fuckers up close." Especially if she read about them, too.
It's beginning to look a lot like
fuck this.
fuck this.
