❝ Well . . .
As long as they're happy . . .
I'm happy.
I'll always have the memories. ❞
Nate's lips pulled into a gentle smile, before flipping his sunglasses down; relaxing on a quiet beach lord knows where.
Godspeed, Nathan Drake.
@OfReportage ❝ Oh, is that right - ?
Well, ah . . .
Maybe I / did / overlook the most tempting, soft, shiny peice of booty the world has to offer.
You know how I like shiny. ❞
@OfReportage ❝ Maybe when there's . . . booty to be plundered, or riches to be discovered . . . ❞
A cheeky grin spread itself across his visage.
❝ But right now; ah . . .
Giving up sounds pretty good. ❞
He hid his smile behind his coffee mug as he took a drink.
@OfReportage ❝ Pfft . . . long / week /. ❞
Nathan leaned back a bit on the two back legs of his chair.
❝ And it's only Wednesday.
I should just throw the towel in now. ❞
❝ Pah, superheroes . . .
I mean, how realistic can / that / be? ❞
Casually climbs sheer cliffs effortlessly; wiping out entire bands of PMC's without breaking a sweat.
It all comes naturally to Nate.
@TreasuredSpouse Nathan mumbled a soft,
❝ Comme ci comme ça. ❞ before offering his wife a soft smile, outstretching an arm to wrap around her shoulders.