╳ the fool ;; }

                     we don’t get paid enough to do stuff

                     we don’t get paid enough to do stuff

                                        DID YOU EVER WONDER WHO I USED TO BE?

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       “Back again? Didn’t we have a conversation         about my neighbors with you showing up         here again? I mean, I don’t really mind–         I’m just curious. And kinda confused.”

          ❝ Besides, there aren’t any police chasin’ me today,                so your neighbours aren’t gonna get suspicious. ❞

                                             baby, i’m goin’ on an airplane,                                               &&  i   don’t   know   if   i’ll  be                                                BACK                      AGAIN.

                                                                 indie gta!verse gavin.

        – “ Bloody wonderful, Gavin. Now we’re both covered in mud,” he said it pointedly. Blaming Gavin for his reason to why their was mud on him too. He’s still annoyed by how covered in mud he is despite it being his “own fault”. What little he knew was for the better, – “ What do you suggest we do now? Trip our way to the stream and ‘ave ourselves a quick rinse because neither of us can step foot into the castle. Should ‘ave kept your mouth shut then you wouldn’t be a rightful mess too.”

          It’s not going to stop him from making any more smart remarks, though. “I’m flattered, sire, but I’m not too keen on bathin’ with you,” he says, shooting him a grin. “Besides, I doubt they’d let us in when we’re soppin’ wet, either.”

     That glint – that glint told him there was a chance Gav could actually do it. But would he? A bucket of cold water did not sound like fun. The sniper chanced that he was bluffing though. That would take effort that the other man seemingly couldn’t be bothered to exert. Plus, Ray was sure he could sleep though anything, just out of spite. He refused to move an inch, face still buried in the pillow. “Great. While you’re up filling that bucket with water, make us some breakfast.”

          Eventually he finds what he’s looking for and in a few minutes he’s walking back to the bedroom, bucket of water balanced precariously in his hands. “Rise and shine, Narvaez,” he chirps, slipping into the room and holding the water over Ray. He doesn’t wait for a reply before dumping the entire thing over him, victorious smirk spreading across his face as he does so.