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“well, it won’t be the first time i know it all,” dodger joked, winking at the male as he leaned back in his chair. “a – a deep fried stick of butter ?” he questioned, raising his brow as he met thomas’ gaze, “well i am willing to give it a shot – i know a few magic welders that can bring me back to life if it ever kills me.”
“true, you are a know-it-all.” it seemed to thomas that people who often didn’t know what they were talking about thought they knew more than everyone else, but at least dodger was street smart. thomas appreciated the importance of that, naturally. “maybe we start you off with a deep fried twinkie and work our way up...or is it down? to the butter. i hear those are actually disgustingly delicious.”















