Trouble finds me like a mark. I just stopped resisting it. ( he generally tries to stop the trouble from snowballing with varying degrees of success. the label doesn’t bother him much lately, he’s worn it for as long as he can remember. at least now he’s earned it. ) That’s gotta be a new record.

( five minutes in and they’re not running for their lives? huh, people still make friends the old fashioned way. cool. )

That makes you what, official manager of chaos? Trouble-wrangler? I feel like you should be a gunslinger in this scenario. And, like, maybe you have a sidekick that's a horse. Definitely a big hat that lets people know you mean business.