╰ ✧ | goldcnheart. ʙᴇɢᴜᴜᴇʟ.
bullseye. nothing like hitting an assumption right on the nail. vain, vanity was something the soul sucking pagan prided himself on. beneath disguise, many would beg to differ on anything short of handsome. though he’d argue, have you seen toby though. corners tip, smirk caresses carving dimple against cheek plain. ❝ damn right i love myself, you’re in the presence of a god. ❞ which he ain’t even lying. ❝ wouldn’t you like to know, darlin’. been around for years and years, i’ve picked up a thing or two around the crowds. ❞ there’s fondness, slight adoration for her presence as laughing off harsh reality slipped from poisonous tongue. you won’t catch him heeding yet though. humans are the god’s equivalent of an arachnid ; disgusting. how lucky was he bound to an innocent soul like this, again ( revolting ).
❝ don’t you have somewhere to be? nice day like today shouldn’t be wasted, as they say. ❞
❛ years and years, huh ? mm, don’t think old age is something to brag about, but —— you do you. ❜ she shrugs off sly jab with a snicker, attention coaxed to the nice day as punctuated. and it is, not a cloud in sight as she rocks back and forth on her heels, squinting up at the sun. ❛ i was actually gonna get ice cream. it’s raspberry ripple day, ay kay ay the day i spend all my hard-earned savings on delicioso sweet treets. it’s hot enough for it, don’t ya think ? ❜ and head will crane to the right as inquisitive eyes regard him: she’s spent her whole life playing the coy child, batting her lashes and twirling her hair, and it isn’t about to stop now that she’s found a grump with a stick up his ass. courtney cabello’s optimism is an unstoppable force, indeed.