#moralpuppet

He could tell that something was on the boy's mind. Whatever it is, the little dog wanted to help. Not just as part of becoming a therapy dog, but also because he was Orel's friend.

When Gregory saw the boy walk into the Mega PizzaPlex at 11.40pm, two thoughts flashed in his mind. The first being 'what the hell is another kid doing in a place like this so close to closing time?' and the second, 'is he stupid? Does he not know the dangers?'

Gregory was sitting on the stairs leading up to the second floor of the main entrance, looking down with interest at this newcomer. He looked young, either the same age or a little older than him, which made it all the more curious of his purpose here.

@moralpuppet. " why are you so sweaty ? is it because you accidentally didn't speak words at that other guy ? he seemed kinda confused . "

glenn's eyebrows furrow at the remark about his sweatiness, instinctively tugging at his collar. he'd have said something back at it, but he can't really deny it. he's drenched, the hair is stuck to the back of his neck. hell, that feels disgusting.

lips downturn into a grimace at the unwelcome sensation, brushing his hair slightly back to distract it. blush darkens face at the exact situation mentioned — it's not that he wanted to falter around alfie, it's just that around him, glenn would stutter and stumble and mumble.

" fuck ... "

he swallows hard, cursing under his breath. if some child is pointing it out, alfie must've noticed it for sure. of course he'd have been confused !

" w - was it that obvious ? ach — ! "

towns  like  these  ,      the  outlaw  always  knows  what  to  expect  .      criers  in  the  streets  ,      calling  for  the  redemption  of  the  wandering  souls  who  have  had  nowhere  to  turn  but  to  the  bad  ;      the  great  crosses  towering  stories  above  shops  and  houses  ,      an  obvious  staple  of  their  so-called  ' high  society  .  '  for  arthur  ,      all  it  means  is  he'll  run  into  more  moralizers  than  usual  here  .

he's  found  a  particularly  curious  ,      and  abandoned  ,      table  with  boxes  surrounding  it  .      likely  ,      someone  was  trying  to  clean  up  after  themselves  .      but  there  are  belongings  strewn  ,      and  not  everything  has  been  picked  up  and  packed  yet  .      so  arthur  ambles  his  way  over  ,      glancing  around  to  make  sure  no  one  is  watching  before  swiping  a  small  stack  of  money  from  one  of  the  tables  and  stuffing  it  into  his  pants  pocket  .      there's  a  few  unopened  bottles  of  oil  and  cure  ,      which  he  picks  up  and  drops  in  his  satchel  .

@moralpuppet  .      "  …    What'cha  doin'  there  ,  mister  ?    "  /  Orel  possibly  catching  Arthur  doing  something  he  shouldn't  be  in  his  father's  town    .

his  gloves  slip  away  from  the  table  ,      leather  whispering  laughter  at  him  ,      as  if  to  taunt  him  .      better  luck  next  time  ,      you  fool  morgan  .        ❝        just  lookin'  around  ,        ❞        he  says  .      in  his  other  hand  ,      he  clutches  the  last  small  bottle  .      it  will  be  noticed  sooner  or  later  ,      so  he  chooses  to  expose  it  himself  ,      lifting  it  up  for  the  young  stranger  and  turning  it  in  his  fingers  ,      cover  to  cover  .        ❝        found  this  lyin'  here  all  by  its  lonesome  .      figured  someone  must'a  left  it  here  .        ❞        his  gaze  meets  orel's  :      a  challenge  .        ❝        you  gonna  forget  what  you  just  saw  ,      or  are  we  'bout  to  have  an  issue  ?        ❞

╰ ゜UNPROMPTED.  /  𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜  𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.

▽ - @moralpuppet asked: “ it’s okay ! That was already like that !”

"Oh man..." Phineas had completely underestimated how this latest invention would work, and now he had gone and destroyed something that didn't belong to him. It was rare this happened, so much so that the boy didn't know what to say for a good few seconds.

He rarely miscalculated and while he appreciated the other's reassurance, he couldn't quite buy it.