*will make eye contact, deep blue sunken in sad eyes. Everything about will said either emo, sad, or just chill* he can be a bit of a...crybaby. *will made eye contact with bill* I am not! *he said quietly* yes he is, *bill mouthed*
*meanwhile, Stan was impressed with the new guy. Such nice work! The shop looked brand new. He would have to make sure to keep it cool, so he wouldn’t think he deserved more money. Couldn’t let him take his money*
*bill had to think of where the ice cream shop was. Will dragged his feet behind them. Bill nodded* uh huh...don’t mind will...he’s a bit of a weirdo...*makes cuckoo sign*
*bill smiled, and walked out. He felt a little happy. As a young child, he never hung out with anyone. It was like reliving his childhood. Will sniffled, and smiled. Will was probably the most quiet of them* so er...when did you guys get here? *bill said, trying to make them a bit more...
*bills eyes slowly went to the twins* hello...would you like to...er *thinks. What do kids like to do?* get ice cream with us? *continues with story* we just saw you exploring and found that you were new...so we thought you might want to...hang out?
*as Bill watched the twins walk in, he realised he missed his chance.* dang it. It’s alright, I’m in human form. *stands up, and walks right into the gift shop, watching the twins as he walked up to the counter* hey...um, I was wondering if i could hang out with your...guests? *stan watched him*...
*bill watched as the guys face lit up. He had no idea a shirt could bring so much happiness to a lonely dude. Humans...weird people. Even weirder than will. Bill leaned closer, getting a better look* what are you hiding in there Stanford...? *bill mumbled quietly*
*stans face went red, as he fake laughed* yeah um...just a joke. Of course you can work here. *throws shirt* try this on. If it don’t fit, deal with it. *bill stifled a laugh. So gruff, Stanford pines. I’ll find out what your keeping in that little shack of yours*