I've been so bloated recently, and I doubt I'd be very help with mercenary work in the first place. I thought it was just because we eat a lot, but just thinking about food makes me nauseous.
"By technicality, OG Hank's my dad." Wank shrugged. "The family tree looks like a bunch of tangled wires. He's definitely a character that's for sure."
“Nah, a bit younger than that. I started kicking ass fresh out of high school.”
He’s back to observing the pair, weirdos.
“I remember one time when the OG Hank landed in Newgrounds… ugh, he slaughtered his way back home. I’d know, since I was the one who greeted him.”
You will not complain or move and accept all my affection and food I give you. That is goo goo baby. You're getting spoiled in exchange for your ego and freedom taken away until I get done.
"Our hard work will pay off. While we can't have a traditional marriage...who cares about that when I have the most handsome man in the whole state." Wank tucks their head under their fiancé's chin. "Hey there, handsome. Come round here often?"
"Well, getting out of Nevada isn't entirely impossible, right? All I have to do is look really hard for a way to take us out of Nevada for a few days."
He leaned against the couch, pulling them closer.
"Hey there, beautiful."
"Is there really a place to honeymoon? Nevada is in bad shape..." They put a stack of ones off to the side. "I guess it doesn't matter as long as we're together." Wank hums. "You could take me to Gil's for a honeymoon and I'd still love it because you're with me."
"Pretty, pretty good. I turned in the briefcase and got a nice stack for a reward."
Bank walked into the living room and sat down right beside Wank, reaching into his coat and showing them a tall stack of bills. He looked around at the jars, meeting their gaze.
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They're sitting in the middle of the living room with five jars filled to bursting with money. They had to organize the bills and count them all. Their wedding fund that Wank themself has been feeding into. The change gets put in a bowl for counting later. They lighten up as soon
The loops messed with my perception of time. To me, time is a million times slower. When I'm with you...I almost feel normal. You make me feel...beautiful. wanted.