❝ you’re actually a disaster, y’realize that, right? ❞ despite the complete seriousness of the statement, there’s a lift to his voice... something that would suggest it be said in jest, if it weren’t for the circumstance between them at the moment. you could blame it on the time together, maybe. blame it on rafe’s stubbornness. blame it on samuel’s undeniable instinct to care. lips twist into a smile that's anything but kind ❝ i dunno who the hell made y’this way, rafe, but god forbid anybody show any sign’a wanting to help you, and you’re threatening them. ❞ he should hate him —— he wants to hate him; an unwanted debt that he’s been forced to repay for the last year and a half. hatred toeing the edge but not quite spilling over. ❝ tell me how i’m supposed t’give a shit about helping you with this damn treasure, when y’don’t give a shit enough to let me unless s’convenient for you? ❞ / @foolsgvld !