@shortwaves “ the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths. ””
“ I ain’t no better. ”
He chuckled. NEver even learning how to read he knew less of mathematics. Schooling was never fit for such a rebellious kid, he would rather find himself preoccupied by shooting his first rifle than learning. Roadkill sighed, a loss at battle was devastating though for once he could excuse it. The company of of Nines made his loss more tolerable if yet still uncomfortable. A lost client was on thing at least, disappointing Caesar was a whole other story.
He sat back in his chair, sipping at his tequila. The drink relaxed him for now, it was only inevitable that he’d grow irate in intoxication. But for now he was content, at peace with his loss. “Heres some drinks on me. To the house.” He declared, clinking his glass with Nines’. He was more than happy to pay if it meant getting a female companion intoxicated.