[ he folds his hands together, steepling his fingers as he looks out to the world and ignores the festivities inside. a joint birthday, how old is cain? old enough to know to be quiet about himself, to resist friendliness, it appears. he doesn't want to live his old life, he wants to kick that idiot in the head sometimes, but hiding it from people is not giving them an opportunity to turn him away properly. in his mind, they'd always be waiting on him to drop the other shoe. ]
And you looked like you could use some honesty. It can't be easy, working with that boy in there.
[ not prompto, his tone implies. the rich one. ]
You resist my advances quite well, but somehow you're his best friend? I didn't want to lie to you.
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[ he folds his hands together, steepling his fingers as he looks out to the world and ignores the festivities inside. a joint birthday, how old is cain? old enough to know to be quiet about himself, to resist friendliness, it appears. he doesn't want to live his old life, he wants to kick that idiot in the head sometimes, but hiding it from people is not giving them an opportunity to turn him away properly. in his mind, they'd always be waiting on him to drop the other shoe. ]
And you looked like you could use some honesty. It can't be easy, working with that boy in there.
[ not prompto, his tone implies. the rich one. ]
You resist my advances quite well, but somehow you're his best friend? I didn't want to lie to you.