𝒘𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐧.

god, just end me now.

placing the money in his hand. don't tell scott.

from what ? Your reflection? Totally understandable if that’s the case.

mhm—where has he been?

hold on. she's gotta get twenty from scott.

Happy gobble gobble day everyone

she'll give him twenty bucks if he doesn't. . .

Never

if there's a god, he'd stop that god awful noise .ᐟ

it was nice and quiet for a little while. .

blinks towards the bag before not so subtly dunking his hand in to take a fistful. “ah.”

[She waves back with a smile.] You're Isaac, aren't you?

a wide dimple displaying grin formed. “what are you doing here anyways?”

a smug smile. “oops—?”