starmeld ;
❛ you know you’re not really doing the best job of selling this to me. if anything i’m falling asleep. ❜ the words are spoken with jest, amusement a whimsicality that besmirches any sense of arrogance or cockiness ; it were simply not in his nature to harm, rather to enlighten. honesty mattered when affairs lay so heavy. ❛ you’ve gotta like —- joosh it up a bit. make me want to come. ❜ ever the dedicated, wing man descended from starlight’s embrace, own flyer held loose betwixt fingers, offered out to any passerby whom would derive interest.
bottom lip juts out in a slight pout. not that he had much confidence in his salesmanship to begin with, but he couldn’t have been doing that bad of a job, right? ever the deflector of negative energy, the blond lets it go, choosing to listen and learn rather than throw a fit. long limbs snake together over his chest and head cants as he offers the smallest of chuckles. “ okay, okay. let’s see you do it, then. i’m not paying you for this, just so you know. but i dunno, maybe i’ll get you like, uh, a coffee or... you like thai food? maybe mexican? “
