[What. He makes a kind of twisted quirking expression because being compared at all gives him the heebie jeebies.]
I was gonna ask what kind of tip you'd want but fuck that.
[Freddy says with a poker face while lighting another cigarette, however there's a joking smile behind it, which he promptly hides by raising the glass to his lips.]
no subject
I was gonna ask what kind of tip you'd want but fuck that.
[Freddy says with a poker face while lighting another cigarette, however there's a joking smile behind it, which he promptly hides by raising the glass to his lips.]