@chaoscrawls Continued from here
He squints his eyes over that request, crossing his arms in deep thought to find any itch that's begging to be spat before the blood coagulates in his lungs from holding himself back.
"First things first, you look like a dried-up donut. No, wait-" It was best to observe again just in case he was wrong or not. He wasn't even close to that description. Cleared throat before resuming his train of thought. "No, a malnourished flamingo? You might pass off as kidney bean with all its nutrients dry. Maybe? Hm, never mind."
Index finger scratched at his chin stubble. Wait, he wasn't supposed to talk about his appearance.
"Your eyes are terrifying, it scares me to oblivion, pissing and shitting my pants." He gave the other a thumbs up. "A trait most worthy to scare the bratty delinquents roaming the streets. You should be proud of that."











