ASKS ANSWERED
@fractiscruentamorte asked: "WILSON! Are you even listening to me? Hey, focus up here, buddy!" Nathan states, sighing as he's about to try to explain the plan for the fifteenth time in the last fifty-seven and thirty-six seconds of his life.
Wade blinked, snapping his head toward Nathan. His masked head tilts, and even without seeing his face it's clear that he was grinning. ❝What? No. Yes. Maybe. Listen, big guy, I can multitask. Just because my eyes were definitely not on you doesn’t mean my ears weren’t engaged in full-on learning mode.❞ He taps his temple like there's actually something functional in there.
Then, without missing a beat, he rattles it off: ❝Step one: We break in through the east entrance, because apparently bad guys don’t believe in security cameras over there. Step two: You do your whole Terminator routine while I provide ‘distractions,’ which may or may not involve a dance that I memorized for such occasions. Think you can record me for Tiktok while you shoot baddies? — Nevermind. Step three: We grab the goods — by which I mean the stolen tech, not your ass, unless you want me to multitask. Step four: We get out, you grumble about how I didn’t follow the plan exactly, I make a joke about your metal arm, and then we ride off into the sunset. Did I miss anything? — Oh, and no unnecessary murder.❞ He squinted. ❝That part was directed at me, wasn’t it?❞
He waves a hand before Nathan can confirm. ❝See? I was totally listening. Just also thinking about how much I want a Pink Drink from Starbies. And, you know, existential dread. But mostly the Pink Drink. Do they even have those here?❞
