[ Go to the Bar, they said. It will be fun, they said. ] + [ dontmess-withdamien ]
He clapped his hands together, slow and in a sarcastic manner, “Congrats. You’re learnin’,” he said with a shake of his head. He looked ahead to where the building he lived in was, hurrying even more now especially with how tired he was from tonight’s events. “Sober yet?’ he asked, seemingly trying too hard to initiate conversation. He didn’t really want to talk, but he didn’t want the silence to be so deafening either. A smile cracked on his lips as he asked though, as if trying to make light of the situation despite everything.
{ ♔ } - - - - - “Oh Christ, just shut it. Am I getting an award now for ‘the slowest learner on the block’?” she sighed with a roll of her brown orbs. “I’d drop you and let you crawl your way to wherever you live but I strictly can’t since you’re sheltering me for the night. Not to mention, you saved me.” she admitted, elbowing him softly in the side. “Yes, I am. Are you? God, are you in a relationship with food or are you doing it on purpose? Damn heavy, you are.” Kaitlyn groaned, half-dragging and half-supporting him this time; she was beginning to get tired but she dare not stop nor cry out about it. “And what are you smilin’ at?” she asked, not really sure what they were talking about now nor where they were as she was only helping the male, not leading the way.
