❝Mind reminding me again why you wanted me to do this?❞ He mumbled while standing next to the other, his voice just loud enough for the other to hear. Grayson was supposed to be acting as the other’s body guard, and he had heard the reason for it, but in that moment, he needed another reminder as to why he was doing this. His arms folded across his chest as he glanced towards the other before looking around them.
▐ █ ⌊ ♦ ⌉ ❝Because I’m being hunted down by
a force much greater than myself.
And I need you to keep me safe.❞
He’s over exaggerating, as if that wasn’t obvious. He isn’t exactly being hunted
down, but he is stepping foot into unmarked territory. If you pay close attention to
the signs in this ‘territory’ you’ll come to find that he’s not welcomed. But that’s ne
ver stopped him before, and it won’t stop him now. The difference now is, that he
needs a little more help than before.
❝So, are you helping still or not?❞
⊰⊰ ✎ ⊱⊱ —-;; ❝Exactly.
I’m actually wondering why you
haven’t given me a glass yet.❞
▐ █ ⌊ ♦ ⌉ ❝I guess I’m still not used to you doing things
⊰⊰ ✎ ⊱⊱ —-;; ❝It doesn’t hurt to be versatile.
But science is definitely out of the range I would like to be in.
Maybe I’ll bottle liquor instead.❞
▐ █ ⌊ ♦ ⌉ ❝An important, but under appreciated job.
So, it’s perfect. Speaking of liquor, and
important things; would you like some?❞
am i sorry? —-
*judges you whilst looking dapper*
⊰⊰ ✎ ⊱⊱ —-;; ❝We should leave that to Burroughs. I’ll keep on being the writer who puts our thoughts on paper.❞
▐ █ ⌊ ♦ ⌉ ❝Right, but don’t good writers have to be versatile?
I mean, what if our thoughts venture into the ─ ;
⊰⊰ ✎ ⊱⊱ —-;; ❝…I finally found a miracle worker. Adderall.❞
▐ █ ⌊ ♦ ⌉ ❝You should really consider becoming