Nov 13, 2015
( @hvdmk )
He placed a cap on top of the cup of coffee he had just made, shaking his head. There was nothing to tell. The story would let itself unfold either way. “I don’t know what you mean. I’ve told you everything I remember. From the bar to the rampage that was caused. It’s not my fault.”
“i never said it was,” luz replied easily, leaning against the counter with her chin nestled in the palm of her hand as she watched him. “i’m just a curious, concerned party, you see. and you look like you need a friendly ear.”
