You win a lot, but you lose just a little bit more than you gained in the end
It should be concerning, how quickly the table steals his focus, but it isn’t until the vice rings out in his head that Mate even realizes he’s looked away from Sunjata. His head turns quickly, trying to catch warm steel with a warmer smile. Its like it was made for you, sonskyn. The question has him focusing more intently on his own chosen prize however. There’s no smell emanating from it, no sound like what leaks from some of the others. There’s simply a sense of contentment, of security. I dunno. Comes the silent hum, Nate’s head tipping back and forth. It feels... right?
Already, Nate considers the bag his, which makes it a problem when Wessex saunters over. ”Oh, I already picked this one.” A wide grin accompanies the words, Nate’s head tilting as he levels his gaze at Wessex. ”Whats wrong with the one you had before?” The words are accompanied by a lifted brow. The grin still spreads wide and tooth across its face, but it’s hollow brightness has vanished from Nate’s eyes, replaced by a challenge.
Nate stays by the paper bag, and challenges Wessex a lil bit
Already, Nate considers the bag his, which makes it a problem when Wessex saunters over. ”Oh, I already picked this one.” A wide grin accompanies the words, Nate’s head tilting as he levels his gaze at Wessex. ”Whats wrong with the one you had before?” The words are accompanied by a lifted brow. The grin still spreads wide and tooth across its face, but it’s hollow brightness has vanished from Nate’s eyes, replaced by a challenge.
Nate stays by the paper bag, and challenges Wessex a lil bit
NATE
