“honestly in this point of my life i will work for the promise of getting bought food man..” he sighs
“like sure whatever, how many kilograms you need and are you gonna buy me lasagna after i deliver?”
even if the smile looks malicious and freaks Emi out slightly he doesn’t seem to be backing down.
he blinks slowly “i asked didn’t i? cmon dude i don’t scare that easy” Emi doesn’t know who he’s talking to, what the other gets up to. he is just a bit too pushy for his own good.
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lips tug into a lined smile at that, soft and deep chuckle follows. on anyone else it would look friendly, but on john it screams malicious.
❛ oh, you don’t wanna know. ❜
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“yeah i fucking know” he hisses.
he begins to walk away, shoulder checking him as he does.
“i like Crane 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 better. he takes me to go get coffee sometimes”
Emi blinks a couple times “shit okay i mean.. sure”
seems like his wallet is going to take a minor loss on things today. “god you’re so mean to me ya know that?”
“right okay.. any other requests? cherry flavored? vanilla flavored?”
he grins, still somewhat pushing the boundaries of annoying Reid.
“zero sugar? diet? regular?”
“…no.” he says staring back at Crane awkwardly.
“just saying how much you love spending time with me don’tcha ? talking about how you wanna go get coffee with me soooo bad”
he smiles at first thinking he is getting bug facts, his smile then falters.
“thanks Reid.. that’s— yeah.. how about i buy you a new soda.. a whole new case of soda”
@ScudOnTarmac // i’m just possessing my phone because HELL NAH am i letting anybody see what shit is on there even if i’m six feet under
just gotta join the scudverse to unlock the power of ouija writing i see i see
@ScudOnTarmac // gaining access to the scudverse feels like your third eye opening as you ascend into lichdom as a choir of angels sings all around you— i mean uh..
* 𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘱 *
“Reid— look.. buddy.. friend.. my dear acquaintance that definitely won’t hurt me because he cares for me— well.. scratch that.. 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 he cares how disappointed Crane will be if you kill me..”
he blinks nervously
“i cannot return the soda.. i drank it
“you don’t get paid to deal with me at all… you just kinda do that.. willingly…”
then he adds with a whisper “ᵖʳᵒᵇᵃᵇˡʸ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ʷᵉⁱʳᵈ ˢᵃᵛⁱᵒʳ ᵇᵘˡˡˢʰⁱᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠⁱˣ ᵐᵉ”
“first of all.. ain’t a kid— second.. ain’t lazy i’m just smart about how and when i make my money and don’t let it get in the way of the good shit in life”
he grins then tilts his head
“what kinda errands? what kinda places?”
“god i am so sorry 𝘴𝘪𝘳 that i don’t got any experience kidnapping people”
Emi feels a little more squeamish about admitting it but he is definitely into some interesting stuff as well.
“big city probably crawling with cops and other idiots who’s try ‘n pick a fight with me”