Post by Swerve on May 18, 2014 12:36:32 GMT -5
Willard waves off the whole Kup-on-Velocitron thing, wheezing chuckles. Not so much that he'd have wanted Kup there, and what a circus that would have been. He's really bad at getting his point across.
"Just mean – nice," he says once he gets some air back into his lungs. "Havin' a friend there." He leans back on the stairs once the laughter spasms let up enough that his stomach doesn't feel like one big knot and he can unfurl himself. The concrete still has some lingering warmth from the heat of the day, but it's cooler than his skin and it feels good on the back of his neck.
He probably should get up and keep moving.
"Just mean – nice," he says once he gets some air back into his lungs. "Havin' a friend there." He leans back on the stairs once the laughter spasms let up enough that his stomach doesn't feel like one big knot and he can unfurl himself. The concrete still has some lingering warmth from the heat of the day, but it's cooler than his skin and it feels good on the back of his neck.
He probably should get up and keep moving.
