"Hey there, Foxy Mama."
When SeLin looks up to find the source of what he automatically assumes to be an insult, he's slightly surprised to find the strange, courteous man from the street that lit his cigarette one night.
Can't fuckin' remember his name, though.
"You got a death wish?"
He's trying to be threatening, but the beginnings of a smirk are already tugging at his lips and it's not long before he's chuckling. Who the hell uses "foxy mama" nowadays? Old people and those stuck in the years before 2000.
"Ay, man. Anyone ever tell ya your lingo's a little dated? 'nd I'm flattered 'n all but I'm not anywhere close ta bein' your mama."













