๐ด๐ฐ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐น, ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ด
๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ
๐ต๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ
: lucas wainwright
: the boys oc
: part of vought's legal team
: v-powered charisma
: mv/ms, 18+
: penned by #vandal
RT this bitch
She won't even know he would've made one either. Bless her.
He shuffled over, shifting himself to catch the weight of the box on her hip against the one in his own arms. "Uhf...heavy..."
oh, well, now she's curious about what joke he would have made. but she'll never know, huh?
with a soft roll of her eyes, the woman shifted the weight of the box to her hip, trying to balance it there with one hand as the other moved to fish the keys from her pocket.
He laughed at that, stopping himself just short of making another joke based around a euphemism, before they came to a stop at the door.
"Get fishing, Watson."
โyou're gonna have to hold my box when i need to get them outโ!โ she sang out, a teasing smile still lingering on her lips.
she softly nudged him with her shoulder, getting him to carry on moving as she attempted to trudge along beside him.