One-Eyed Royals (Hope)
Oct 24, 2016 17:42:33 GMT -7
Post by Hope on Oct 24, 2016 17:42:33 GMT -7
He smiles widely as he wins, no matter how big a pout she was putting on. For a moment, he feigned sympathy, almost mockingly, but affectionately. "First time for a lotta' things, huh?". He stands from the bench somewhat, pulling his sleeves down, the base of his jacket downwards, and fixing the creases in his jeans. He looks her over as he stands. She was shorter than he thought, which was good for him, he wasn't an especially tall fellow, so walking around with a giant woman would have made the two look even odder. He was genuinely happy to be spending time with her, an odd occurrence for him.
"Yep. Pizza it is.". He looks down to her, and as she asks just when they'd be going on their little dinner date, he thought for a minute, before looking back to her. "What's wrong with now?". He smirked; clearly Hope always had an appetite for pizza, regardless of the time of day. As she offered him a cigarette, he pondered over it for a second, before taking it in hand. Unbeknownst to her, he'd quit only a few months prior, and his primary vice now was caffeine. That didn't stop him dabbling in tobacco from time to time, however. Something to take the edge off the headaches he got nigh-constantly was welcomed.
He leaned forward, allowing her to light the cigarette, his somewhat lengthy white hair drooping down as he did so, before he took a long pull, exhaling slowly. "So, what'd'ya say? You, me, Big Joe's... Now? He looked over her one last time, waiting for a reaction; speaking his final words of this situation. "Or have you got other, more important plans?".
"Yep. Pizza it is.". He looks down to her, and as she asks just when they'd be going on their little dinner date, he thought for a minute, before looking back to her. "What's wrong with now?". He smirked; clearly Hope always had an appetite for pizza, regardless of the time of day. As she offered him a cigarette, he pondered over it for a second, before taking it in hand. Unbeknownst to her, he'd quit only a few months prior, and his primary vice now was caffeine. That didn't stop him dabbling in tobacco from time to time, however. Something to take the edge off the headaches he got nigh-constantly was welcomed.
He leaned forward, allowing her to light the cigarette, his somewhat lengthy white hair drooping down as he did so, before he took a long pull, exhaling slowly. "So, what'd'ya say? You, me, Big Joe's... Now? He looked over her one last time, waiting for a reaction; speaking his final words of this situation. "Or have you got other, more important plans?".