He takes too much on his shoulders, I find many here are too young for the responsibility they believe lands squarely on them. [so fireworks, that should help. or at least be the kind of stupid, loud nonsense a teenager should get into for a night rather than beast slaying or whatever other drama.]
Ah yes, is going slow too dull for romance novels? [he cracks open his eyes, amused still.] Will our heist heroes take it slow, I wonder? You know perhaps we should have realized we were dancing around something when we spent an entire evening out at the bar coming up with a romantic heist story. After just committing a heist.
[putting them both on blast for that now that he's thinking of it, a helpless chuckle. it seems impossibly dense now that he puts it that way, though he's rather glad with how things ultimately unfolded.
pal's lamppost bit has the chuckle turning to a proper bark of a laugh, covering his mouth to smother it.] Unbelievable, you cannot say such lovely things about being undone in a heartbeat in the same breath as walking into a lamppost.
Since it bears saying out loud, as you say, I would have gladly picked you up at a bar during the days I did such things. [he shifts a little, weight on his good knee so he can lean over pal, tipping his chin up to get a better look at him.] You have lovely eyes yourself, especially when you smile. If I had managed to coax a smile out of you it would have been a sure thing to ask you somewhere more private.
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Ah yes, is going slow too dull for romance novels? [he cracks open his eyes, amused still.] Will our heist heroes take it slow, I wonder? You know perhaps we should have realized we were dancing around something when we spent an entire evening out at the bar coming up with a romantic heist story. After just committing a heist.
[putting them both on blast for that now that he's thinking of it, a helpless chuckle. it seems impossibly dense now that he puts it that way, though he's rather glad with how things ultimately unfolded.
pal's lamppost bit has the chuckle turning to a proper bark of a laugh, covering his mouth to smother it.] Unbelievable, you cannot say such lovely things about being undone in a heartbeat in the same breath as walking into a lamppost.
Since it bears saying out loud, as you say, I would have gladly picked you up at a bar during the days I did such things. [he shifts a little, weight on his good knee so he can lean over pal, tipping his chin up to get a better look at him.] You have lovely eyes yourself, especially when you smile. If I had managed to coax a smile out of you it would have been a sure thing to ask you somewhere more private.