#thiefsluck03

❝  guess whose gotsum’ good news...  ❞   there’s a smile on his face then, something akin to a grin, though not quite as wide  ——  it waould undoubtedly get there, once he dropped the announcement. a hand reaches for the nearest chair, pulling it towards himself and spinning it around, sitting himself down with his arms resting on the back.   ❝  y’know the panama thing? ‘find your way into this infernal place, bear my cross, and find the riches of paradise’? weeeelllll, i founda’ guy willing to get us into the prison ! some rich kid who agreed to a split t’fund the whole thing. you in?  ❞   his brows are arched, that grin still in place, and his excitement undeniable.