#codesbreak

         ‘ --- hey. hey. you’re not gonna eat that. don’t eat that. ’

‘even if its ur bedroom’ I’M SORRY I’M DYING BYE

  He’s supposed to be an old friend of the boss, or something. As of yet, no one has given Alice reasons to buy that story. And while she certainly believes Maz can put the fear of... well, of Maz into him herself, she also doesn’t know for sure if the job’s been covered yet.

     “It’s not for sale.”   Quick shake of her head. Her voice is soft, at least.   “If you try to take it, I’ll take your hand off.”

                  she stares, not a twitch of humor upon her. his joke –––– mistake at first now turned into overplayed and overdone –––– is not anything she laughs at. doesn’t matter, because sure enough in four, three, two, –––– he erupts in his own laughter. sighing, tired from him quicker than most other creatures can get her, she waves in his direction, stepping away.

i was about to say dj vc: did i fucking stutter but yeah no he probably did