07-16-2018, 07:51 AM
Capone as well was bad with names, but less abashed about it. It was her worldview that she didn’t have to learn everyone’s name either- because not everyone deserved the brain space. So far this kid was at least a little entertaining, but not enough so for her to go out of her way to remember his name. In fact, she’d already forgotten it.
She’d probably end up calling him Extra Crispy for that excessive sunburn of his.
The woman snorted at her own mistake, laughing at both her own misunderstanding and the boy’s dramatic way of trying to contain his own laughter. She was assuming now that he was fifteen, having been born in this town. Must have been an odd place to grow up if the rumors were true.
Not to be outdone, Capone went onto say, “It’d take a lot to scare me, I once actually lived in a haunted house.” That sounded like some cooky gimmick. But it wasn’t. That being said most ghosts didn’t actually want to harm you. They were just chilling and doing their own thing. But she’d done her fair share to make the place more haunted with spirits who did indeed wish ill will… And had taken unusual, yet effective, means of assuring it.
”I’m just taking in the sights.” Potentially looking for a new home since her last one had gone up in proverbial smoke. But she was going to keep that bit to herself. And in realizing that that sentence might appear to contradict what she had said earlier, she added. ”I don’t suppose this place has a library?”
She wasn’t hear to see just anything. Maybe she’d stop by the carnival for kicks. But her interests were primarily focused elsewhere.
She’d probably end up calling him Extra Crispy for that excessive sunburn of his.
The woman snorted at her own mistake, laughing at both her own misunderstanding and the boy’s dramatic way of trying to contain his own laughter. She was assuming now that he was fifteen, having been born in this town. Must have been an odd place to grow up if the rumors were true.
Not to be outdone, Capone went onto say, “It’d take a lot to scare me, I once actually lived in a haunted house.” That sounded like some cooky gimmick. But it wasn’t. That being said most ghosts didn’t actually want to harm you. They were just chilling and doing their own thing. But she’d done her fair share to make the place more haunted with spirits who did indeed wish ill will… And had taken unusual, yet effective, means of assuring it.
”I’m just taking in the sights.” Potentially looking for a new home since her last one had gone up in proverbial smoke. But she was going to keep that bit to herself. And in realizing that that sentence might appear to contradict what she had said earlier, she added. ”I don’t suppose this place has a library?”
She wasn’t hear to see just anything. Maybe she’d stop by the carnival for kicks. But her interests were primarily focused elsewhere.