sugacxbe:
The young male’s eyes narrow as you speak before a loud laugh leaves his lips. “Is that supposed to be some kind of insult? Or maybe a weak threat?” He runs a hand through his hair as he stares at you with a look of slight disbelief and humor. “Honestly, you can come up with something better than that, yes?”
There was a huffing sound passing the man’s lips, still grumpy about the boardgame round he just lost. He usually wasn’t a sore loser, but sometimes, on some days ... losing made him act like a sulky kid. “You should be glad I didn’t insult you in a worse way,” he said, thinking of something else to throw at his friend’s head -- and quickly thinking of what he always told his friends in a joking manner, finally letting the hint of a grin appear on his lips. “Like, suck my toe.”