[ gator rolls his eyes as she stomps out the end of the joint. he's feeling fuzzy, but in a pleasant way, his shoulders dropping from their tension. he climbs in, boots to dirty floor. he glances around, holding his nose briefly before he lets out a long woop! ]
Goddamn, it's horrible in here. I ain't been to this place, hell, I don't fuckin' remember. Probably when I first started patrollin'.
[ he's much more chatty under the influence, walking down the opening of the mall and down a few stairs. he turns, offering his hand, brows raising. ]
Unless you're the fuckin' one who needs their hand held.
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not as slow as me.
Goddamn, it's horrible in here. I ain't been to this place, hell, I don't fuckin' remember. Probably when I first started patrollin'.
[ he's much more chatty under the influence, walking down the opening of the mall and down a few stairs. he turns, offering his hand, brows raising. ]
Unless you're the fuckin' one who needs their hand held.