The slender man leans forward in his chair as much as his restraints allow, chapped lips barely grazing against warm skin before teeth gently sink into the paper around the filter of the cigarette butt, tongue clicking in satisfaction as arainn raises a brow. โGotta light?โ
Truly, he IS out of the way, waiting for price to appear and give orders, ooh. Maybe he will get to hack something soon. Oh. Is that rude guy still here? Cracking open an eye to a slit, Arainn sighs. Shoo shoo.
โPiss of wouldโya?โ With that the slender man tucks himself tightly back against the corner, letting his eyes slip shut, head tilted and arms crossed over his chest. Sleeping upright isnt all that comfortable, but Arainn has slept in worse conditions, this is fine. +
โ no, you need eyes checked. being sleepy or sleeping is really more excuse. โ a scoff came from his throat, head shaking.
his body moved out of the way, now with all papers in his hands. disbelief crossing across his features. lips turned to a frown.
โSleeping, you ran into me.โ He signs a bit aggressively, raising a dark brow over tired eyes, the rest of his face hidden by a half mask. Arainn would snort, leaning down to smack other papers into the others hand, making the work quicker. +
@EMPTIEDHEADS
Hands are already in motion, grasp much stronger than it would appear with how thin and hatefully dainty they are, halting, bracing. โ watch where your going, yeah? Or next time you decide to rip round a corner youโll do damage.โ
Flirting? Be still my little heart. Nah.. you cant kill me, well unless you no longer want the information i have, then.. go right ahead, big boy. Id be curious.