benjamin let out a loud gasp, clutching his hand to his chest as if arachne’s statement had shocked him, it hadn’t- but he was never one to pass up an opportunity to be dramatic. “that is so not true!” he cried out, it wasn’t- at least not, entirely, he was quite prone to bullshit, but he had his occasional bullshit free moments. “if paragon has changed anyone, it’s you miss moon-storm,” he retorted, jabbing his finger in her face.
ninety percent of their conversations went on like this. as is with best friends since childhood. " arachne “ and " benny “ weren’t "arachne “ and “ benny “ if they weren’t fucking with each other. ❝ uh, you are so not true ! ❞ in terms of comebacks, it was middle-school aged, but she was drinking, and it was all she had. ❝ honestly, how dare you ? i’ve been the same person since the womb, and you can’t prove otherwise. ❞
