@Eli-the-transboi group
He nods, handing her a bag. “Here ya go.”
He nods, handing her a bag. “Here ya go.”
Cole roots around in the bag and finds a simple meal of chicken, crackers, an apple, and water. "Thanks."
Kathy nods. “No prob.” He leans back on his elbows.
Cole digs into the meager meal; it's gone within the next twenty minutes. He folds the bag and puts it in his pocket. "So now what?"
Kathy shrugs. “Get to know each other?” He suggests.
(Sry 4 late reply!) Cole takes a bite of his apple. "So then, what's your favorite thing about your life?"
(Its ok you can take however long you want!)
He laughs, “Ah I wouldn’t say thing. More of person. And thats my ‘brother’ and the rest of my chosen family. My life sucks but they make it bearable.”
"Oh I feel that. As long as I've got my loved ones, then everything else can go to hell in a hand basket for all I care."
He chuckles. “Preach.”
Cole smiles. It feels nice to make people laugh. "Now it's your turn to ask me something."
He hums, “hobbies?”
"Reading psychology books, people-watching, urban exploration, talking with my loved ones…" Cole looks up. "Writing poetry and doing parkour too."
Kathy laughs, “aye i do parkour. To run from the cops-“
"Exactly! And scale up buildings to get the best views!"
“Yess!!” Kathy smiles, “and to catch a runner!”
“What type of runner?”
He smirks, “someone tryna escape me.”
Cole hums. “Say Kathy, what type of job do you do for a living?”
(Also gtg, ttyl!)
(Bye!)
“I kill people. Thats my job. I kill assholes who hurt other people.”
(I'm back!) "That sounds…like an interesting job." Cole really wasn't sure what to say to that.
(can I join)
(I think so!)
(ok)
Jaque and Dylan walk up to everyone. Dylan is 10 and Jaque is also 10 but she's older by 2 hours.
Dylan: "who are these people"
Jaque: "I don't know why don't you ask"
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