@4leafedrogue —sufficient. I think I could use some adventure. fun is hard to come by in the wasteland.”
he spoke. maybe he was flirting, maybe he was just desperate to get out of the clubhouse and do something other than run drugs.
@4leafedrogue she had an energy to her that he couldn’t resist well. after she got too far away, he started stepping after her. there was a laugh that fell from his lips as he knew he was playing into whatever she was doing.
“well I have a faction to run, but they are pretty self—
he shook his head. he lifted the sack off his waste and set it in her palm. he was a man of his word, and he agreed that she won.
“there’s always more caps to be had, stolen or won out there. a thousand is nothing.”
eyes were fixed on the woman.
“where ‘ya headed?”
" well , if ya really mean it. "
she quietly mused as her lightheartedness gradually returned.
" you should. . . probably keep your caps. " just a suggestion since she was pretty damn sure that despite the circumstances — she won.