05-14-2018, 09:22 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-14-2018, 09:23 PM by jacob w.c..)
WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob let out an aggravated sigh as Jersey asked who Pincher was. He didn't have a reason to be annoyed but he rolled his shoulders back and stood, starting to walk towards the entrance. He had an idea of what was coming and he hoped his big brother would let go of his plans if they were in public. "'E's the captain in the Typhoon. Tha's all," he answered, somehow managing to keep his voice study. He could still remember the doberman in the moonlight. "Well, I mean, yeah. It wasn' tha' bad, though. Really, Jersey," he answered, trying to make himself sound extra convincing. "No, I didn'. Not everyone's solution ta' everythin' is tryin' ta' punch someone. Besides, he's... he's my friend. I wouldn' wanna' hurt 'im." Like he even could. Jacob was pretty sure Pincher was just made out of muscle, the ocean, and stale cigarette smoke. An oddly relaxing combination, if you asked him. He wasn't sure how that was possible but he was convinced of it. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP
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