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Raoul what's your cup size?
@bottleofbabes
"Cup size?" Raoul wipes the sweat drenched hair that's falling into his eyes post-workout, back from his eyes, glancing at the water jug he had on the small table in Gavin's penthouse gym. "Well this one is a half gallon with water. I have a 64 ounce one too, and then my protein shake bottle is 24 ounces. But I don't have a cup size that I like best or anything. That seems like a dumb question."
Raoul are you a furry
"Do I look furry to you!? Qué montón de idiotas!"
where did your mask come from, amigo? Is it special? ;o
@bottleofbabes
"Where did it come from? Does it matter? The dollar store. No soy tu amigo."
*Carefully constructs a shrine to Raoul and prays to it for strength*
@bottleofbabes
"Estas loco...." Raoul mutters as he watches the extremely weird display. "What is wrong with you?"
Oh furry God, *rubs hands together and prays* please tell my tummy to not be so angry with me...
@bottleofbabes
At this point he's not even going to address the first comment because it's not like it does any good anyway.
"Maybe your stomach shouldn't be so weak, eh? Not my problem."
places a frozen bag of peas on raoul's head and sets some water and toast beside him. "good morning, princess. how're youse feeling?"
@hembralfa
Raoul groans and the sound of it makes his own head throb more. Why had he been drinking like the world was ending? He needed to learn to stop even if he was challenged at the bar.
......ha. Like that would happen.
"No me llames así." he grumbles at her though he's more than grateful for the ice against his skin and for the water, which he grateful grabs and downs in one go. "What time is it? Did you get me home?"
His expression becomes one of confusion before shifting to something of a knowing look. He knew Raoul enough to know that it was useless trying to change his mind.
"Ohhh... So you know. You know and you still stay under him. Didn't think you lost your claws and fangs too, Lupetto. Letting yourself be domesticated like that must really take the load off, huh?" he grins, a low chuckle leaving him.
"Must be nice to have a rich devil look after you while the rest of us run the streets."
@bottleofbabes
Raoul is angry in an instant, fist swinging out and connecting with Dante's jaw.
"Do you think I didn't claw my way here? Work the lowest of low? You're in a pretty cushy spot too, Cabrón. You think you are still 'running on the streets' you need to take a good look at your life. You're living pretty cushy now."
He knocks the gun out of the others handand grabs his shoulder, kneeing him in the gut. "You have no idea what I went through when we split up. Don't act like you do." his voice lowers to a growl. "Talk about my boss again and I'll break your hand."
"I'm serious." he frowns, his expression turning hard for a second. "I'm not the same kid you remember. Things are different now. But apparently you're the same gullible block head considering who you chose to work for. You're making a huge mistake, Raoul."
@bottleofbabes
Now it's Raoul's expression that hardens, stiffening. "I'm not the same either. And you don't know anything about who I work for." his hackles immediately raise when Gavin is brought into the conversation. Or at least Raoul is assuming Dante is at least that informed.
"Worry about your own job."
