oh. 𝒐𝒉.
cliff stares for a moment, dumbfounded. he’s quick to distance himself from the scene, staring at the body for a moment before following after the man.
“ hey— ”
they’re roughly the same height ﹠̲ stature, cliff taking +
parking lot, cliff finds himself at the stranger’s side, leaning against a random car as the asshole stumbles towards them. nonplussed, he gestures for the stoic man to make the first move.
right. they’re doin’ this, then. cliff pops his neck and follows the man before one of the drunks rises from his seat, staggering forward. he’s already throwing insults at the stuntman, but he ignores them——for now.
strolling into the +
ah. now cliff’s brow raises with intrigue. he turns his attention back to the table, scratching at his own chin.
“ you up for it? dickbags have it comin’. ”
he want cliff to get involved? would be nice to blow off some steam.
a click of his tongue. booth gestures to said drunks, hands on his hips.
“ heard what those fuckers were sayin’ is all. surprised you didn’t jus’ punch their lights out. ”
right. cliff absentmindedly watches the other toss out the toothpick, considering his next move. this guy’s presence is——off-putting.
“ hey. ” eyes dart to the rowdy men crowded at the table. “ figured i’d check up on ya, man. you good? ”
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THEO IVES.
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an original character for fandomless verses. part time escort, secret abilities, a killer. no feminine pronouns. he/they only. mv/ms. potential nsfw themes. adult writer.
retweets appreciated.
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