[ this feels like a lecture - he hates it immediately.
at the inquiry, his expressions flatten even more. his shoulders square and while yuri isn’t tall whatsoever, he angles his jaw up enough so he looks a modest half inch taller. it’s something, certainly. maybe. who knows. ]
I don’t make it a habit of lurking around like a creep.
[ yuri idly kicks at the discarded fishing pole (the traitor), before moving further away from the accursed lakeside. ]
no subject
at the inquiry, his expressions flatten even more. his shoulders square and while yuri isn’t tall whatsoever, he angles his jaw up enough so he looks a modest half inch taller. it’s something, certainly. maybe. who knows. ]
I don’t make it a habit of lurking around like a creep.
[ yuri idly kicks at the discarded fishing pole (the traitor), before moving further away from the accursed lakeside. ]
Smoking sucks, by the way. It isn’t cool.