Eyes narrow ever so slightly, he thinks he can see it but he doesn't pursue. This time. Pulling away, doing so slowly before settling a bit away from her. "Only way to get used to it is to see it more."

WE, the straights, have already taken enough space as it is. We will let the lgbts have some of may too as their month

Mary, the horse is here 😭

Hampter

You're gonna say that right in front of Joshua H???

What the hell does a pet hamsters diet have to do with you that you have not great interactions

Don’t contact me.

Late morning, dragging feet along the sidewalk to the next job.

He's wondering juuuuust how far to push, but he does also knows if it goes to far she'd have no problem slapping him. "Awfully quiet when there's no BOWs around. Very cute, I'll remember that for myself later."

As she goes on, Carlos goes ahead and finishes his glass. Mostly just to satisfy his own thirst and feed the buzz that should be kicking in about now. Taking up the bottle and filling the glass once more. Once she finished he would give a slow nod. "Oh so you're a desk worker? With. . -

"Noted, I'll keep this in mind for next time." Well, at the very least he's getting the feeling in his legs. The eye contact was nice though, even if he can only really keep one eye open.

The horde was definitely beginning to creep in but Carlos didn't worry about it too much, or if he did he didn't show it. As she got closer he would drop the rifle, it's strap making it swing aroud his body, taking hold of one of the burning pallets and toss it at the frontrunner. -

"I don't know what any of that means." Looking up, an appreciative nod. Slow, labored breathing as he recovers from the kick. "Yeah. . . You might just wanna kick me. I don't know if I can stop when you got such a pretty face."

Feels the hit. Sinks to a knee. Other hand on groin in the meanwhile. "Wow. . . Really strong first impression. . You know. . .I-I think that you'd. . ." Soft groan. "I think you'd have a lot to say about wine. .. "

"Ah, used to. Found out the shit they were pulling, stopped." He said with a shrug. "Guess you can call me a free man."

I haven't yet, I'm happy to try it out.

She blows him a kiss.

Not the first time I've been hit with that unfortunately. And I'm glad you think it's that big.

No, not one clue. Well, what if I wanna know you too? Feels a little unfair to not know. Well,no did start off this whole dialogue with talking about not knowing so. . . Shrug!

Ha. . . So you know me? Nothing much. How about you?

You’ll be down on your knees and you’ll cry, ꧁꧂ 𝘾𝙍𝙔 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝘼𝘽𝙎𝙊𝙇𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉. ⭣

@titaniumteeth.bsky.social Hey girl.

"They've basicaclly become a second family." The mercenary joked.

"Ah, maybe there was but when there's a fuckup that bad they don't exactly care about a few survivors." Carlos replied, a long sip of his coffee before nodding to the ex-cop. "I also survived that place so guess we got something in common. Name's Carlos, glad you made it out."

"Well, to be quite honest with you, I don't exactly know what I'm looking at." The mercenary said with a shrug of his shoulders before folding his arms over his chest. Mouth shifting to the side a bit as he thougth about his current situation.

Oooh, she locked up. Eyes slowly tore themselves from hers to her lips, then back up. There's a confident grin that shows just a bit of teeth. Brows raised with amusment. "Whatever you say then.~"

Brown eyes peek at her from over the glass as he takes another sip, soft but there was the faintest spark of mischief. Slowly he set the glass done. "You know, I guess you aren't wrong. .. ." Swirling the wine in the glass like he's seen them do. "So, tell me about yourself. What do you do?"

A little something to kick up some interactions!

"Hey pal, try me. I've sen some shit now that. . . That you probably wouldn't believe either." The TV catches his attention as well, seeing that hellscape and remembering it was now a pile of rubble and ash made him sigh with relief. "Man that place was a shithole, glad it's gone." -

They get a good workout in.

"Not even a little bit of a clue?" Slightly dipping his head down to make eye contact with her.

Walking on over, reaching up to tap her chin. "Coulda fooled me.~"

"Well could have fooled me, but hey! I ain't complaining. I like a girl with some bite." Carlos steadies his aim and lets the last few bullets fly before he gets started doing the reload, but as he did he couldn't help but watch her go at it. Hands moved on instinct but she was phenomenal.

“ʙᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.” ᴀʟʙᴇʀᴛ ᴡᴇꜱᴋᴇʀ ᴜꜱ ᴀʀᴍʏ/ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ/ᴜᴍʙʀᴇʟʟᴀ/ʜᴄꜰ ᴘʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴꜱɪᴏɴ- ᴘʀᴇꜱᴇɴᴛ/ᴅʙᴅ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴀᴛᴇ

Want me to wipe the drool off of your lips?

Need a drink?~ #seductivesunday #ss

⠀ ⠀ #seductivesunday ‧₊ ⠀

jυѕт αɴoтнer dαy ιɴ pαrαdιѕe #SeductiveSunday

"Man, you've seen some shit huh?" The question was blunt but he didn't know what subtlety meant, eyes narrow slightly as he sips his cup. "What got you put in a hospital? Or did you do those bandages yourself?"

There was something to be said about her, she took action and didn't think twice. As the first shot rang through the air clean through the skull of the first zombie that seemed to grab some attention of the first couple. “Then I hope he doesn't get jealous. We're taking his fans’ attention.” -

💐🌼‘’I’ll make sure to help out any one who needs my help’’🌼💐 #OCRP #FFVIIRP #MVRP

// Will do these while I'm at work

The pathway that connected the street wasn't extremely long, it was more of a side street, as such when it came down to turn he pivoted around, back to the buildings wall to give a methodical sweep over the street one last time and let Claire catch up.

"You're onto something, cause why would I eat this with cheese and crackers." Seeing how she's handling it. . . A nod, then he takes one big gulp as well. No point in letting her go down that road by herself. One gulp, two gulps! "Hm. . ." Nose scrunches up a bit. "Yeah this ain't great."

Ah. . . She's got a great idea with that! He's gonna do the same with it. "I'm pretty sure they're lying to us about it cause. . ." Sniff. "It's just 99% alcohol I don't have anything. Except a hangover tomorrow." Filling it to the top with her before grabbing it from the stem.

Carlos couldn't help but let a little laugh out at her response. A gesture to the area behind him with his rifle, keeping both hands on it just in case some shit decided to go down again out of nowhere. "Well, luck is subjective. Got a find a silver lining somewhere."

"Oh? I thought that was reserved for the fancy fuckers." Wrestling off the cork for his, then lifting it to his nose. sniff sniff. "Uh. . . Yeah smells like alcohol." Offers it over to her.

SQUIIIIIIIINT. "Maybe? Here you try the white and I'll try the red. We'll trade after a glass."