The cutest thing ever was seeing Waylon trying to stand on Eddie's toes and try to dance lmao You two literally made my day finnthetransboi a-boy-and-his-robots

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The cutest thing ever was seeing Waylon trying to stand on Eddie's toes and try to dance lmao You two literally made my day finnthetransboi a-boy-and-his-robots
"I didn't know Legion came out this far?" Monroe looked at the spiky haired man with a raised brow, sitting at the steps of his mansion.
"Hmm? We go everywhere!" Cheese replied. "You the owner of this place, assume?"
"You're under arrest for being the most gorgeous man in the Mojave"
HE snorted a bit, rolling his eyes. "Pfft. I hardly think I'm that gorgeous, fella."
"So let me tell you about this one time..."
" When I broke a bone for the first time." He grinned. "It was kinda dumb. I was like 17, in the Kings, and we descided we were gunna throw Rat shit into the Mormon Fort. But we couldn't throw it over the walls so we climbed up on the Vegas Wall some and tried to throw it in, and I slipped and fell, caught my leg on a piece of metal and broke it. My mom was pissed."
"So, where's the mother of your daughter?"
"Dead." He said flatly.
A young looking kid was wondering around Gomorrah, he could have passed of as eighteen or even nineteen, but he wasn't going anywhere near the whores. No, he was going to the patrons, pick-pocketing their caps, if someone was bothering to watch him they would see (bothering you with 17yr Monroe)
Peppe could see him, but he wasn't about to say a word. He knew how hard it was to get caps, even if he didn't approve of stealing. "Psst." He hissed at him. "Come here."
"Yo, Peppe"
"Yes?" She called from her seat on a windowsill in Freeside. "I'm over here."