@selectmute . x
brows draw together, he meets ryan’s eyes easily. two years ago he’d squirm anytime those eyes fell on him but now ... the crew was closer than ever despite occasional arguments. the first part seemed a bit harsh but he couldn’t say he didn’t expect something like that.
the rest was a pretty solid point, but it was almost the opposite of gavin’s problem. for a moment he considered shrinking back and just dropping like he was used to. but something about the air of disinterest helped push him along. “no like, not like that. like the bloody ... all the stuff is nice, four years ago i’d kill for pressed suits and watches worth more than a car.”
“i don’t like the golden boy.” he didn’t like the city. he didn’t like what the city had turned him into.
