typical
02-24-2017, 07:04 AM
He is cranky, grumbling to himself. There' something about Arsenal that airs on the side of... maybe it's salt. It's an apathetic sort of saltiness. Sulking was what he did on the easiest level. The basest level. He doesn't really mind, he doesn't really have it in him to care so much. Caring is frustrating. Caring is... unpleasant. Caring makes his head hurt. All he wants is some god be damned peace and quiet. Maybe that's why the pale creature isn't so bad. Never awful, sure. You'd have to give a reasonable fuck to care all that much. "I'm Arsenal." Right. He was going to introduce himself, he was going to... put himself out there. That was all he could do. "Summer is... coming." Right. A tail wag, half hearted as it was. Super half hearted. He's trying, honestly. Gently he raises his face to the wind, watching the pale stranger as she romps in her patch of lavender. "That smells terrific." Right. He would be polite, he would make the offhand comment. Arsenal was trying. He was trying to try. fall in love or in lust, either one |
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