«Evil Simon, my friend.» Solar smiles, sitting on the stool beside Simon in the bar. He has a fairly large duffle bag with him.
«It’s good to see you. Now, I believe we made a deal, yes?» Solar places the bag on the floor between them, where bottles can be heard clinking around.
*he scurried towards the bag, checking it.* oh my god…
THIS IS AMAZING!!! THANK YOU THANK YOUUUUUU.
oohhh, OKAY. ANYTHING ELSE YOU NEED TO KNOW… like- oh he committed some stuff while being president!!! also i cannnn try to uncover some of the blurrrrrry memories!! THIS IS GREAT YOU’RE THE BEST!!!!
*he was SHAKING with excitement, and kinda looked like this:*












