#the dadstm

[localfakeitalian]

jack: yeehaw

davey: e-excuse me

jack: i said yeEHAW BITCH

[nonterrenum]

@solovagant  said: " why are you all so messy ! " with a raised voice , just low enough to not be considered yelling; he huffs while multi tasking cooking & cleaning around the kitchen. " unbelievable ... " leroy wonders if this is what it's like to have kids & if so - he wants no part of it. " z , i'm never having kids. "

      “It’s a shame. You’d have made a splendid housewife.” 

Or whatever it is they called it these days. Zafir continued to sip the black coffee, sitting at the table as he read his messages. Thinking about it now, they really did resemble a normal household in times like these. Having a place to call their own, a moody Leroy acting like the parent of the gang and messy youngsters who didn’t know how to behave. 

    “It’s too late though. Elli is the kid now. Even if I keep a close eye on him, I can’t constantly look out for him on my own. Silas has little to no patience for the kid, so I need you to teach him as well. He’s never lived a life like this. All he knows is violence and the world letting him down.” Zafir shrugged. This was most likely the first and last time he would speak this much in one breath, all because he did find Elli intriguing, even if he did outrageous things like bringing home a wild raccoon, or run away every few days. 

    “He’s an annoying brat, but weren’t we all lost cases in the eyes of adults?”

[localfakeitalian]

davey: *slips and just freaking f l i e s down the stairs

jack: oH my god are you-

albert & race: *popping up from outta nowhere, singing* even the best fall down sometimes