I fell through corridors of broken floors
Marauder
Scout
04-09-2023, 04:38 PM
Scald was more than pleased when the other boy agreed to drink the bottle with him. Watching it with a nearly greedy expression, he waited as patiently as he could for it to be offered to him. The stranger got a light chuckle out of him as it was mentioned that he better not be a sad drunk. “I ain’t got anythin’ to be sad about,” he responded easily enough. Which was mostly true. Aside from the jealousy, but he didn’t care to delve into the details. Taking the bottle from the newly acquainted Arwood, Scald tipped his muzzle toward him before taking a swig. “The name’s Scald,” he replied as he pulled the bottle from his lips and let the burn warm his belly. “So what you doin’ out here all alone?” Scald reaches the bottle back out to Arwood and lets his head tilt lightly to the side. He wasn’t usually the type to care about the details, but he figured a few questions would help them get comfortable with each other. S C A L D
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