picture reno flicking zack's forehead
ππ·π΄ ππππΊ πΈπ π΅π°ππ β but not so fast that Zack doesn't see him coming. There's no beef between them [ AT LEAST, ZACK DOESN'T THINK SO ... ? ], so Zack only slightly stiffens, alright with waiting it out. No sense in extending a closed fist, Ma would say. Zack's eyes go crosseyed, watching the other, and then β a crisp clack! Reno's finger is a surprising sting against his cranium. Zack's jaw drops open in surprise.
β DUDE! What the hell is your problem? β Any potential animosity is belied by Zack starting to chuckle, the corners of his mouth are already curling up into a wide smile.














