His head moves side to side slowly as to not tear anything. More so pantomiming the action of a dog with a toy.
Unlatching teeth afterwards.
“Shut up.”
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ WHEN YOU WAKE UP NEXT TO HIMMM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. WITH YOUR HEAD IN YOUR HANDS, YOU’RE NOTHING MORE THAN HIS WIIIIIFFEEE
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ [ very , very off key singing, if you can call it more than screaming. ]
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ a disgruntled noise from the boy, but he doesn’t object, letting him latch onto his arm.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “you’re like a dog, yaknow.” he muttered jokingly, eyes locked on dripping sockets.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ a playful narrow of his eyes, arms raised above his head with another, louder, even more dramatic yawn.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “sorry, can’t hear ya over the sleepiness.”
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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ an almost amused huff leaves him, accompanied by an eyeroll. his neck twitches, racking his brain for a minute before answering.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “ … toby. toby rogers.” he muttered, taking a drag off his cigarette. “you?”
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ turning the pack briefly, eyes narrowing to read the words on the label.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “… yeah. you want one?” came his mumbled voice, gaze lifting to the others face.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ accepting the offer, extending the cog for her to light— watching as the flames touch.
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ taking it back to draw it a deep, almost relieved breath.
Perking up a tad — she accepts, pulling a silver lighter from her pocket & lighting up her own cigarette before extending the flame out towards him; a silent question on if he wants her to light his too.