- NATE -
We'll get married or buried
We'll have a baby or kill someone
We'll have a baby or kill someone
Nate stayed crouched, a hand coming up to rub at his chin as he watched the girl and griffin interact, clearly familiar. It set him a little more at ease, help him to keep his voice light. ”Best friend, huh?” He laughed, amused by the challenge in her tone, but not rising to it.
His eyes went appropriately wide when she extended the same offer to him though. ”I am going to be living here." Came the first answer. "And I would love to be your friend.” So saying, he offered out a hand, not caring about the stickiness, or the slobber from Haai. ”I’m Nathaniel. You can call me Nate though, since we’re friends.”
His eyes went appropriately wide when she extended the same offer to him though. ”I am going to be living here." Came the first answer. "And I would love to be your friend.” So saying, he offered out a hand, not caring about the stickiness, or the slobber from Haai. ”I’m Nathaniel. You can call me Nate though, since we’re friends.”
Well, I can't decide what to try
Commitment or a gun
Commitment or a gun
