"hey i'd be pretty happy if you punched me, ain't that how i always feel alive anyways." something about him was daring. though lucky could be the absolute best company, vernon knew that the other could snap him like a twig if needed. vernon wasn't nearly as strong as his friend, he only fought for fun and with no actual cause and with people that didn't aim to kill. his parents called him self destructive as if that was going to stop him from being his casual self. how he would go out in the middle of the night, get beat up and then come back home with a grin on his face. maybe all of that had to do with why even his own parents were a little scared of him. "i ain't gonna do anything about the feelings though, you can chill." vernon props himself up, clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth and exhales slowly. "i'm pretty sure these feelings will wash away quickly, you know?"