It's the years of experience that worries me a little, I'm not gonna lie.
[ june sinks further into his seat, sinking a few inches down into a slouch. he wrinkles his nose a little, the scent of alcohol mixed with sugars tickling his sense of smell. ]
no subject
[ june sinks further into his seat, sinking a few inches down into a slouch. he wrinkles his nose a little, the scent of alcohol mixed with sugars tickling his sense of smell. ]
You could've just called me, you know.