❝ — raise hell, 𝕜𝕚𝕕

“You’re actin’ like I took it or something,” the brunette responded, defensively as he folded his arms across his chest. “If I’d seen it, which I haven’t, I wouldn’t tell ya.” He was lying of course, about the not telling the girl- he wasn’t that cruel, however he was annoyed. “It’s probably just out chasing mice.”

“No matter what you do, someone will always find a reason to complain. I say fuck it and just do whatever makes you happy.”

“Who cares what other people think?” Wolfgang questioned, arching an eyebrow as he lifted his head to look at the girl- “I say do whatever the hell you want.”

“I dunno what the hell a senator is, but not having consequences for my actions sounds amazing,” the younger male responded with a loud, rather obnoxious laugh as he lifted his head to look at the girl. “How would I go about becoming one of these senators?” he asked, his eyes widening as he eagerly awaited for an answer. 

Wolfgang had never been a social person, purposefully going out of his way to avoid forming any sort of relationship. And yet, all of that had changed when he met Pascal LeBeau. For once in his life he found himself enjoying someone’s company, and it terrified him, yet as much as he wanted to- he couldn’t bring himself to force the other out. So he settled for just accepting it, offering the occasional nod as he half listened to Pascal’s rambling while he scrambled to gather all of his belongings. “How many cats are there?” he asked,  as he pulled his bag over his shoulder, turning to look at the other male. “And you don’t have to worry about me telling any of them- animals don’t really like me.”

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