Wow, he's talkative. Angel likes it though. She takes the s'more when he offers, her smile brightening. She hasn't had one of these since... she was a kid? And dad made them in the microwave, anyway. She bites into the s'more while he talks, listening and nodding along. His life sounds interesting, at least.
She's charmed.
"Yeah, shoot."
As in... go ahead. She doesn't mind questions, it's probably about the tattoos that snake up her entire left side, she's used to that, or maybe the crutches... Well, it's not like she won't talk about it. She's just happy for the company.
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Wow, he's talkative. Angel likes it though. She takes the s'more when he offers, her smile brightening. She hasn't had one of these since... she was a kid? And dad made them in the microwave, anyway. She bites into the s'more while he talks, listening and nodding along. His life sounds interesting, at least.
She's charmed.
"Yeah, shoot."
As in... go ahead. She doesn't mind questions, it's probably about the tattoos that snake up her entire left side, she's used to that, or maybe the crutches... Well, it's not like she won't talk about it. She's just happy for the company.