@fogleader asked : “ you’re gonna get high blood pressure , R. ” [ ... ]
A slight start, a twitch of his shoulders, startled like a kid caught with his hand in a cookie jar. R twists around to watch the small man pace across the roof of the RV and settle himself beside the taller. There’s a mug of coffee in one hand and a cigarette resting between slender fingers, and an amused smile touches R’s features. “So I’ve been warned.” He sets his mug down on the chipped roof, passes the reusable coffee filter and a bag of coffee grounds to Dwight. Never mind that there’s neither hot water nor an extra mug up here. “Been working for you all these years though, hasn’t it??”












