:: lookin at your guns then your jaw set in determination... changing tactics...
:: Grabbin up a bottle of snickerdoodle... taking my time choosing a PV off of the bar (choosing the one that looks like a glock)...Dripping into the barrel...holding it out to you::
Wanna vape?..Just pull the trigger...:: slow smile
:: another glance at the MAW bottle gripped in your hand....eyes narowing a bit:
That you should be very nervous about now...
Blowing a dense cloud of vape placid your way...watching the thick vapor dance in the sunlight beams, distorting everything.... Quickly volting over the bar and sliding on my knees through the minty fog...grabbing the MAW from your hand on my way past...low laugh::
tossing your bottle of MAW back. man, I just can't handle a skull tatted guy screaming over his maw..Straighten up..:: shaking you by the shoulders:: What If someone comes in..:: still laughing as I dodge away from your attempt to shove me back
::looking around at the cobwebs that are developing everywhere:: Man what happened to this place, even the evil clowns have left!!!
::Noticing a cap poking out from under the couch, reaches down and discovers a bottle of HBN, and another:: Man Razor and Street checked out so fast they forgot Joose, WOO HOO It's my lucky day!!!! Yup this will cover the bottle of MAW Razor so cunningly swapped for VP!!!
:: Feeling something pop me in the backside:: Hey looks like the ghosts have picked up Razors toys, or maybe the tenants came back!!! To bad I gotta go work and can't investigate right nowBut I'll be back in a couple hour's and get to the bottom of this!!!!
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