Starter for - lnovae !
“It’s futile, y’know.” Archie’s flippant tone had nearly been stifled by a poorly timed crunch of teeth to stale ice cream cone; the white treat seeping out messily to decorate the man’s lips, with it’s corn-based vessel momentarily depositing loose crumbs in either corner of Archie’s mouth. Any attempt in mumbling some semblance of a coherent message, and the string of meaningless taunts are thwarted by the mouthful of ice and cream currently working of numb the man’s tongue. It’s ridiculous, embarrassing even, and yet Archie ducks in proudly for his second bite. “Not a soul on the fucking planet who can eat more ice cream than I can.”
“Don’t get me started on speed, either. I’d smoke anyone who tried shoveling this shit down their throat.” Archie had paused after his declaration; tongue dragging along either of his lips in order to collect any lasting residue of the sticky frozen treat. He shifted the corn hook from one hand to another as a sort of reprieve from the cold, with his gaze shifting around and sharp features settling into one undeniably smug expression. “You could try, though. As a bet.”
