last couple of months kinda been a disaster
Eventually his hair is dry enough, though it sticks out in random spaces much like a dog that’s just shaken out. His dark gaze finds Chulane again, right when the other man offers his own information, and both brows raise in surprise. “An Outlander, huh?” He repeats, some sort of surprise and smugness crossing over the younger man’s face. “Don’ think I’ve ever met one a’ya before.” He offers with a bit of amusement.
But then he’s following Chulane toward the water – grabbing a glass for himself as well, when the question of how long the storm usually lasts. “Goes off ‘n on for the last halfa the season.” He adds, pausing to take a sip of his glass, before letting it linger in his hands. “Why? Y’got plans?” Perhaps he’s pressing a bit too much, but there’s a boyishly crooked smirk that crosses his face as if he knows that Chulane’s already itching to get out of here.
But then he’s following Chulane toward the water – grabbing a glass for himself as well, when the question of how long the storm usually lasts. “Goes off ‘n on for the last halfa the season.” He adds, pausing to take a sip of his glass, before letting it linger in his hands. “Why? Y’got plans?” Perhaps he’s pressing a bit too much, but there’s a boyishly crooked smirk that crosses his face as if he knows that Chulane’s already itching to get out of here.
tell all my friends i'm asleep if they ask ya
sorry, i had to move to alaska
MILO
