@thxwxlf sent "Your shirt says "Cocaine and Caviar" but your face says "Fish Sticks and Fentanyl"." @ Hayes
Off-island duty sucks. No matter what country they go to, everyone's always staring and asking him what happened. "I'm kinda stupid" is never enough. He's more than glad to be back home, even if the only place to relax is in the middle of everything. People don't fuck with him here. Something about size matters when there aren't any laws. Funny how that works.
Hayes stretches out, his long legs sticking into the path where passersby nearly trip over his exposed feet. He crosses his ankles while locking his remaining fingers behind his head, content to stay in everyone's way until someone physically makes him move. There aren't many that would be so brave.
The rediscovered smugness over his height was almost enough to distract from the fact that he had to borrow a button-up and is still wearing it. Normally, he'd be itching to shed the extra suffocating layer, but he felt fancy today. Keki approaches out of nowhere, her casual tone not interrupting Hayes' peace.
-"Your shirt says "Cocaine and Caviar" but your face says "Fish Sticks and Fentanyl"."
He peaks an eye open to confirm it's her, then smirks as he settles in further.
"Have you actually got some fent? I could use a bump."
