from here → @kotofvi
"You look like ya decided to throw yourself into a vat of alcohol and then roll into a pile of bricks," the android drawled, cocking a brow as she tilted her head and wrinkled her nose. "I almost feel like picking ya up like a stray puppy and taking ya home with me." Alright, so she's not the BEST with words. "Ya wanna come with me to get somethin' to eat or get some coffee?" Bit better, still not great, but better. - Lucie.
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“Hey hey hey,” the brunette defended sourly, squinting as though he’d just woken up despite the hour being a reasonable 4 in the afternoon, pointing at her with two fingers holding a lit cigarette, “I’ll have you know it was very expensive alcohol, thank you. How did you even get in here past mom?” He wrinkled his nose himself. “Or Pogo. I mean, the guy ain’t that fast but that cane of his... Do you think daddy dearest got his hands on some ninja DNA or somethin’ like that?” The question was more directed at no one rather than the unexpected guest that had, evidently, let herself into the mansion. No one else, it seemed, was home either.
“I’m not a puppy. I’m more like...” He looked down at himself, noting the fact he was really only wandering around in a pair of boxer briefs and his extremely ostentatious leather coat. “A bear. You can’t adopt a bear. At least not here, I don’t think. I haven’t tried.” Now he just wanted to look it up, but his eyes brightened at the mention of food. “Ohhh, now you’re speakin’ my language. I want... Eggs. No, wait. Bacon. No. Eggs.” Hand wobbled back and forth as he debated with himself. “I think I just want breakfast.”
