. . . Unfortunately Kashaw couldn’t keep the expression anymore after the punch as much as he wanted to tank it.
Groaned from the hit, shaking his head out of amusement. He scooted over to give space now.
“ Alright, alright. How the hell are ya’ ? “
There was a roll of his eyes, accompanied by the smallest of smirks.
On second thought, punching him doesn't sound too bad. So, the half elf brought his fist back and punched the other in his arm.
❝Bastard.❞
“ Shhhhh… you’re gonna ruin the moment, mate with all your babbling.”
Kash scoffed as if he’s annoyed by the question and even went to the lengths of scrunching his face.
What’s the point in being best buds if not to abuse the privilege of annoying him?
A brow was raised, eyes shifting to the side to focus on the other.
If the situation was different, he'd punch him for being so unnecessarily close.
❝Haven't gotten yourself killed yet, Kashaw?❞
Well, would ya’ take a look at this cozy lil’ picture ? It would be a real shame if . . .
Just going to pop a squat right next to him ( reaaaaaalll ) close.