WyvernIvyTea
Most unbadass you can get in one scoop
Boston's attention on the phone turned blank, looking at the text he was in the middle of sending Harim. Boston's stare withered for a second, failing to compete with his thoughts. He turned off the phone with a longing sigh. Concentration failing to be hidden, eyes down and hand in pocket while his other was put out. "Okay, honest question here." He prepared himself for a moment, hesitance bleeding through. The hand that had been put out folded slowly as he spoke, not in a threatening way, but in an act of deep thought. "Are.. You trying to fuck with me? " He asked, looking back at Dan with a squint. "Why are you being like this? Insulting me one moment then being nice in the other--is.. This a joke?" He questioned, staring back at Dan with confusion and a slight sense of anger showing. "In fact, now that I think about it, this has been going on all morning..." He added with a new sense of suspicion, although, it wasn't as much suspicion as it was uncertainty. "Why?"
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