[#ALRP_CRACK: @TheBIackWidow & @YeslDid] — “What’s that?” He asks, lifting it up, “Since when did Walmart get stuff like this?!”
He was a child again.
A total child.
[#ALRP_CrackRP: @TheBIackWidow & @YeslDid]
“-THIS- is is EARTH now?!” Boyish excitement began to drown out any semblance of maturity. “Holy SHIT look at this! What is that?? WHAT IS THIS?!?” He was a kid in a candy shop. Touching. Literally. EVERYTHING.”
[#ALRP_CRACK: @TheBIackWidow & @YeslDid] — squeeze her.]
Of course, saying nothing of this sort, Quill’s interest instead honed in on the contraption in her hands. He drops the holographic stickers he’d been swooning over and reaches for the instrument.
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@NotATotalDick@YeslDid [#ALRP_CrackRP: @NotATotalDick & @YeslDid]
The Widow is watching him – from a distance – and she has been since he arrived. He sticks out like a sore thumb.
He has to be up to something. Only a person with something to hide would be so interested in a Walmart.