05-20-2018, 09:02 PM
Well, how was he not supposed to sound pretentious? It was pretty much the rich man's version of a cigarette! A chuckle escaped him at Ghost's comment, as he leaned against the wall. His looked switched to concerned as Simon dropped his hand to the ground. Soap made an attempt to move, but froze upon his eyes opening and leaning forward. The captain watched as he did a version of skipping a pebble across the lake. But, his gaze shifted to the Mancunian asked how he slept. How did he sleep? He shook of the pictures of the prior night and let out a laugh, attemptng to make a joke about it. "Like Satan stabbed my brain with a pitchfork, mate. And you?"
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